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A reddit comment by a deleted account. It says: “Mr. Shapiro, what are your thoughts on women’s rights to have an abortion?”
Ben: “WELL, that’s a very interesting QUESTION, SIR. Before I get started, did you know that my WIFE is a DOCTOR?”
Reporter: “…Mr. Shapiro, that’s- not-”
Ben: “I didn’t think so, LEFTIST. Now back to your question- 'should women be allowed to MURDER and SHOOT innocent BABIES and CHILDREN?”
Reporter: “Sir, that’s not what my orig-”
Ben: “OBVIOUSLY not. Now according to PragerU UNIVERSITY, there once was a FARMER who had a DOG, and Bingo was his name-o. Do you know how to spell it?”
Reporter: (silence)
Ben: “B-I-N-G-O. And Bingo was his name-o.”
(Stares reporter in the eye; has not blinked since the asked question)
“B, I, N G O, B, I, N G O, B, I, N G O, And Bingo was his name-o.”
Reporter: (Visibly taken aback) “Mr. Shapiro, this is ridiculo-”
(The conservative crowd begins laughing and shouting and singing with Ben)
All: “And Bingo was his name-o!”
(Ben shouting as the curtains close,) “Another CUCK LEFTIST DESTROYED! BAZINGA!”.
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What a loooong ass text :D
But yes, I feel this horror you describe. It’s like realizing the person you depend on is a lunatic but you can’t escape.
What purpose is the medium of the internet if not meant for the storing of large amounts of information? I appreciate you read my text, i know not many would, i don’t blame anyone for not wanting to, time is precious in such a limited vessel.
I think this post just kind of describes it perfectly well alongside this comment, i don’t mean to be condescending to those who literally cannot help their psyche, but it’s like walking down the halls of a psych ward.
You see the true insanity hidden beneath the familiarity of the kind human shape and flesh, and it scares you because, you’re human too. It’s like having to watch a loved one forget you, you know they aren’t going to last long, it’s getting close to the end stage, and you can’t to anything about it but watch them go delusional to death, you realize how fragile this existence is, how insane it is to think we’re still alive after harming ourselves for so long.
Really, you can compare the current reality to a lot of negative things, i could see how you can bring addiction into this too, the desperation for something that harmful to not only you, but the others around you, it turns you crazy in the process, but when you’re in it, you think everything is fine, the way it should be.
Sorry, maybe i talk too much when it comes to these kinds of topics, and maybe i tend not to be so appropriate in how i approach these issues, but it’s important to remember what we’re living through is history right now, and we shouldn’t let it go without documentation, who knows what could happen in a few years from now, it would be good to have something for future generations to learn from, and something to inspire them to make the world a better place.
All these distractions, this propoganda, the war, it’s not going to help us learn, to help us do, and help us be. What we’re doing now to fight it is barely a false prayer to god in a famine produced by a king, “stop” means nothing to an abuser.
just keep everyone you love safe, especially yourself, dear reader. <3
Your writing is amazing.
Thank you, it really took restraint to not go off on random tangents, i’m glad people like you exist to really listen and give me feedback. Hope you’re doing well today. <3
It’s refreshing to see someone venting like this, using paragraphs, if this was just a wall of text I probably would not read it.
At the same time, I am unfortunately always looking for “Sure! Here is the updated text about such and such…”