Found this on a post criticizing anti-masking cops.

His fingers danced across the keys. Mountain Dew coursing through his veins as he took another full lung hit from his vape.

…”ALL”…

Why didn’t they understand? ChapoTrapHouse understands, LateStageCapitalism understands, what could he say to make the rest of this god forsaken website understand the depths of his impotent rage?

…”COPS”…

After all, he had read the first 36 pages of the Communist Manifesto several times now, even highlighting a few choice sentences that particularly struck him as important. The book lay on the top of his desk, gathering dust. He didn’t have time for leisurely pursuits such as reading, after all, he was putting in 20 hours a week at the Coffee Spot, and that was on top of all the household chores that his parents required of him.

…”ARE”…

He exhaled the vaporous cloud of Tutti Frutti Blast. “Be the change you wish to see in the world,” he thought to himself. If he could just get the sheeple to understand…

…”BASTARDS”…

He smiled as his hand left the keyboard to grasp the mouse to submit his manifesto. Repeating other phrases that he had read on his favorite subreddits was, after all, a noble cause! He could hardly contain his excitement, or perhaps it was all of the Mountain Dew making him jittery again, he had a hot pocket for breakfast that might have something to do with shakiness, but he wasn’t sure.

He clicked “post” with a smirk. The 20 character phrase was converted into computer-readable bits and zoomed across the country in milliseconds. He saw his comment hit the website, and he leaned back in his chair content.

“I’ve done it, I’ve changed the world,” he thought to himself.


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