“Adios, Mother Fucker(s)”
My father once had made a cake for a troublesome co-worker who was preparing to leave a job; he said it meant “Adios, My Friend” but he ran out of icing.
It feels fitting to leave that as my parting message; I’m just not sure if they’ll remember where I got it from.
We did not intend to live to see what was supposed to be a promising tool of liberty become a digital nanny police state where people are under near constant surveillance, everything becoming monetized, a breeding ground for cognitive dissonance, degeneracy, and people being TOLD this and that etc.Fuck this shit.
Humanity is hopeless.
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