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shut up about having to be someone that didn't get to live The Dream™ because of Society™ - "inadequate progression" is a thin false veil to hide your own failures

shut up about Inequality™ and how you aren't respected because you (or someone else for that matter) are an Inappropriate, Unexpected Gender™ - you aren't being respected not because you're the member of a Historically Mistreated Group™, but because you either haven't earned it or done more than enough to not warrant having to be; like, oh I don't know, RAMBLING ON AND ON ABOUT YOURSELF-

stop putting the Gender of the Day™ on a pedestal for 24 hours, simply because it is a societal requirement; fuck pedestals - we need an International Pedestal Hate Day

You want Equality™? That ever so scarce resource? Here you go, have a 50-50 divide in Fortune 500 CEOs and annual death rates; equalise the divide in founders/entrepreneurs and infant mortality rates. How about we lower the gap in male-to-nonmale ratio in both executives AND orphans? Is that what you want, O Ye Owners of Smallheaded Bigmouths™?

You aren't a misogynist because you're impolite towards an angry, impatient bitch of a Vaginal Enabled Person™. You aren't a lesser person because you are penally related to someone that's committed crime - fuck, it's worse than being the dude that committed the damn crime.

it's 2053. the world has fully embraced zuckerberg's view of the metaverse. everybody has access to ar/vr headsets (possibly even for free) and our economy begins to revolve around the digital dimension we have created for ourselves.

all od us have beautiful homes, exquisite pieces of art and craft, exclusive handcrafted collectibles, lush sceneries and views, great social interactions, happy lives, harmonious families, and are slowly being molded towards becoming a repetitive, non-stop consumption machine that cannot be stopped in its tracks. we become what they want us to - consumers that truly believe that everything that can be consumed must be consumed. our religion is capitalism, our deity is a gaping void.

meanwhile in the real life, we ramble around as our withered bodies try to sustain us as we grow hungry for anything and everything. the headsets are now evolving into neural chips implanted right into the frontal cortex, and our eyes see nothing but the metaverse; our ears hear nothing but the metaverse. our mouths speak of nothing, but the metaverse-

slowly, our minds and bodies dissociate, as the joy inside is balanced by the gloom outside. what's content and complacent on the inside grows hungrier on the outside, as we grow into deformed, malevolent monsters, lunging at anything to grab a bite or two.

in the end, there was no special virus, no special outbreak to create the zombies we know and love today; there's only those that provide, and those that consume.

(noun.)

definition: superfluity; useless.

a slut calls a rapist an incel and trades hip and popular language terms for internet points and imaginary applause

a lobotomizee provides an asylum resident with a pointless picture of something that remotely resembles a distinctive collectable with perceived value for tokens with firmer perceived value

several organizations with various freemium services in their belt pull in the income equivalent to the GDP of a small nation

several other organizations build virtual amusement parks with an entry fee, only to monetize all the rusty, broken plastic rides; obviously the dome is very well opaque-ified (or something that means well-hidden when viewed from the outside)

... tinted? polarized? I don't even kno-

and that is truly terrifying to watch.

also -

*wheezing* that's too many jokes in a single sentence!