Thread by @ooana

I keep reading a certain class of déclassé referring to “polite society.”

I figure it’s a good time to repeat my thoughts on such places and people.

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So......yeah. These people think of themselves as the antidote to fascism.

Can you imagine what they mean by “polite society?”

I mean really.

These must be some pretty awful parties. I’m imagining Salem meets Jonestown with just a dash of NXIVM.

The party never lasts forever though. Not even in the new normal.

After the literati have retreated back to their sticky, benzo and adderall inspired hidey holes, empty bottles of Chateauneuf-du-Pape clanking in the bins next to their standing desks after their latest Clubhouse fête,

vague and grimy promises made and given between frenemies insecurely rolling into their respective memory holes, the cold reality dawns even before the ink of history has dried.

Now in the same Slack, it’s Lord of the Flies.

I would imagine this would de facto be considered impolite society.

But hey. Some people like their culture with a dash of sociopathy and just the whisper of the promise of sadism. Who am I to harsh their kink?

I know. I’m being unfair.

They work so tediously, I mean tirelessly; to bring truth to power and find voices that would want to be voiced by the voices they voice.

They must be exhausted from formulating all those empathy canards; the stunning bravery that’s inspired countless suicides.

Yet still. What a terrible wake up call these maniacs are in for. Man, I dont think anyone deserves that hangover. Maybe a few do...