Trying to imagine the chaotic hell it must be like inside the very broken mind of someone whose entire ideology depended on being furious at Big Bird today.
You see the tweet from the muppet & maybe, just for one brief fraction of a second, you think, "am I REALLY mad about this?" but you shake it off, because if you aren't, if Big Bird ISN'T a government propagandist, the whole house of BS you've built your personality on crumbles.
You've committed yourself to being a soldier of the dumbest bullshit imaginable, and by god if you don't get on the clown stage & perform some outrage at the big yellow children's bird today, then a glimmer of self-reflection might dare creep in and you'll realize how sad you are
So you do it, by god you do it, you get Mad Online at a muppet, and you silence that tiny voice inside you telling you how fucking stupid this has all become, because you're too far down this path to turn around, and today the script you've committed to says: "Fuck Big Bird."
What a stressful, tortured, self-loathing mess it must be in their brains. They can all get fucked but sometimes when I try to imagine the hellpretzels they have to twist their damaged psyches into to keep up with this con, I almost - ALMOST - feel bad for them.
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