Your Host’s Idea Of Hell (4)
So, anyway, in the nightmare, I’m trapped at the Atlanta National Convention of the Democratic Socialists of America, which is currently underway, and where the gathered superior beings keep triggering each other. Most notably, bottom right:
To recap: Mr Sensory Overload declares his pronouns and brings up “a point of privilege” – about how distressed and triggered he is by hearing whispering in the auditorium – and such is his distress, he uses the verboten word “guys.” This immediately triggers the Big Ungendered Flamingo Being, who, also clearly distraught, denounces the use of gendered language as itself privileged and oppressive. Given how one person’s complaint about being triggered instantly triggers another person to complain about being triggered by the previous person’s complaint, you can imagine the rip-roaring pace at which decisions are likely to be made. I suspect the toppling of capitalism may take longer than expected.
Update:
Mr Sensory Overload, pronouns he and him, is still unhappy.
Update 2:
God help us, there’s more.
Main video via Andy Ngo. Previous nightmare scenarios can be found here, here and here.
You can’t fool us Jay! Stopping the criticality even involves quickly inserting the boron rods, not the carbon rods which will just further the chain reaction. But then again maybe this is exactly what is needed to resolve these meetings.
Posted by: Watchman | August 05, 2019 at 02:44
Ah, but you forget that the carbon rods identify as boron rods, so there’s no problem. H8ter.
David was there first! He’s the Roald Amundsen of blogdom.
https://www.theamericanconservative.com/dreher/socialism-needs-a-padded-room/
I have a book claiming that while R. F. Scott was dying in the Antarctic, Mrs. Scott was getting it on with explorer Fridtjof Nanson. Sir Peter Scott, as one may imagine, wasn’t too happy about this assertion.
It gets better and better – enjoy the opening remarks and warnings so that every comrade, even ones with invisible disabilities, has a safe space. If you are sufficiently interested in forensic psychopathology, there is over an hour of this bullcrap you can autopsy.
If you are sufficiently interested in forensic psychopathology, there is over an hour of this bullcrap you can autopsy.
No clapping, no whispering, no gendered language, no “aggressive scent.” The list of conditions is quite boggling: “It’s going to be really traumatic for people if we’re not making an affirmative effort to de-escalate each other and de-escalate ourselves,” says Vanguard Neckerchief Chappie.
As others have noted, it’s comedy sketch material. As if our gathered socialists and communists were determined to alienate and repel any actual proletarians who might have wandered in by accident. But it’s also curious just how often, and how far, leftist fiefdoms are preoccupied with indulging and legitimising outright neurosis. I think that tells us something.
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Mr Adenoidal Um says it’s all about building “a mass organisation of the working class.” And yet almost everyone speaking seems to belong to the same narrow subset of neurotic middle-class lefties, whose narcissistic preoccupations are somewhat removed from, and frequently at odds with, what one imagines working-class concerns might be.
…the same narrow subset of neurotic middle-class lefties, whose narcissistic preoccupations are somewhat removed from, and frequently at odds with, what one imagines working-class concerns might be.
Oh, come on now, if you can’t look on that sea of shining faces earnestly tapping on their iPads sipping their $5 coffee from the Starbucks from the lobby of their four star hotel and instantly see that they and their struggles with pronouns and slightly loud noises are in no way different from the lot below working 12 hours a day for 17.5 Rubles* a week, then you are so hopelessly bourgeois that no amount of re-education in the beet fields will cure you of your wrongthought.
*(Average 1916 factory wage/week, basic food took over half that)
The Russian word for revolution is “revolyutsiya”.
I vill not buy zees revolution, she is scratched.
The last time I saw anything like this involved a meeting of the People’s Front of Judea.
This seems like it’d be fun to troll.
Oh, mercy. We need to know in advance the next time the DSA has its national convention, and alert 4chan, and witness the power of their fully armed and operational autism. Just think of the lulz!
For great justice!
How can we be sure that 4chan isn’t there already? I mean, it would explain so much…
Nah, shitlords like channers wouldn’t be caught dead anywhere near some normie-like, organized policon.
What Ian Miles Cheong and Andy Ngo captured for us was exceptional spergery, no question. Just the kind of thing that 4chan could sink their lulzy teeth into.
Farnsworth M Muldoon | August 05, 2019 at 12:45
times 11
Vodkapundit over at PJ Media found on the group’s own website their breakdown of expenses vs. income. Not surprisingly, it’s a loss:
“If I’ve done my math correctly, the DSA expected to bring in $381,000 while spending $846,376 — a shortfall of $465,376, or much more than half.
“So, yes, these are dyed-in-the-wool socialists we’re seeing here, relying on Other People’s Money to make their dreams work. Say, where did the other half-mil come from, anyway?”
Say, where did the other half-mil come from, anyway?
First National Bank of Mom & Pop.
Laugh all you want. In ten years, they’ll be in charge.
In ten years, this particular lot will still be in that ballroom, twinkling their fingers and complaining about pronouns and background noise, struggling mightily, but in vain, to stay on (or at least adjacent to) the topic of smashing capitalism.
It’s not hard to see why capitalism so far remains unsmashed…