formyinformation: Living in a society is most certainly a choice and egoist anarchists can and do benefit from it. I didn't mean to imply that society is totally evil. But you can't be completely autonomous within a society either. There's always a trade off.
I benefit from the love of my friends and family and it often brings me pleasure and satisfaction to help people in need, to be kind to my fellow man. Society allows me to go to concerts and theaters and museums, to drink with fascinating characters in a dive bar, to buy and trade goods and services, and to collaborate with others in productive activity--benefits all. But it also binds me with its laws and morés. It shackles me with religion and forces me to pay off its thugs.
Egoism is not a selfish solipsism. It is whatever I desire. Sometimes I do want to disappear into my cave, mental or otherwise. But often I like to be around people and act magnanimously. And if an anarchist society ever did develop, I'm sure I would take full advantage of both the low-lying market economy and various forms of communist enterprise, just as I do now.
As for my creepy fustianism, well, I guess you caught me ranting. Mental proles are people who go through life as a pinball, shot into their lives by someone else, on a trajectory not of their own choosing, and just because they ping off pretty lights every once and awhile they think they're living the life. Really though, that's just my opinion. If they're not dying of dystentery in the middle of the street like they were a few centuries ago, if they have air-conditioning and feed and satellite TV and these things make them happy--Who am I to argue? I have a lot of friends who look at me like I'm the guy with prophetic warnings painted on the side of his van because of the opinions I espouse. To them, I'm the mental prole, or the weirdo--one or the other. Which one of us can say his life is objectively better or worse? There's no way to measure such a thing. I only know that I prefer mine to theirs.
It's evangelical anarchists who really detest these people because they assume they are smarter than them. Just like every Christian that knocks on a heathen's door thinks he has it all figured out and now he's going to have to lead this little lost blind sheep back to its shepherd. Hey, maybe these guys just don't like the idea of your freedom. Cages are comfortable nowadays. In prison--despite the occasional anal rape and the stabbings--they always provide you with three hots and a cot.
I don't hate anyone unless they give me a good reason. In fact, I love a lot of people, and I've never even met many of the ones who have affected me greatly. No, I have a distaste for humanity as an aggregate idea, as a fundamental positive truth. In the words of George Carlin: "No matter how you care to define it, I do not identify with the local group. Planet, species, race, nation, state, religion, party, union, club, association, neighborhood improvement committee; I have no interest in any of it. I love and treasure individuals as I meet them, I loathe and despise the groups they identify with and belong to."