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I am so sick and tired of the hypocrisy and pretension that I can't take it anymore. You people...
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Make me sick.
The people that run, edit, and in general participate in this site are the very dregs of the Discordian world. I can picture all of you, let's say, at a party. First off there's a string quartet playing the corner of a fairly large ballroom, with a champagne fountain ready for dipping and sipping not far away. In walks in a bunch of obviously British wankers, all very pale and pasty and barely dressed properly in their tuxes. They mingle with the crowd and begin lying to people about their professions. Doctors, lawyers, engineers, judges, mathematicians all are they, at least in claim. But we know the truth. They're a bunch of slobs who dressed for the occasions (now the analogy brakes down for we know no one of them wil venture outside, let alone to a party). Next walks in the lovely Perdida, ready to push her socialist ideals onto mush-brained party-goers. "This gov't might as well get taken advantage of, they rape us daily!" she says, as several fuddy-duddy old ladies gasp and glance this way and that. She continues on with several conspiracy theories regarding the War on Terrorism, CNN, and right-wing politicians and finally ends the night drunk and crying about her place in the economy, her dress in tatters from having left the party for a half hour to plant a car bomb. Oh! And here we have the American (God please blind me if I am ever again to see the phrase "USian." It reeks so strongly of pomp and arrogance I cry at night) band of Adequoids stumble into the party (already drunk), complaining about unusual Washington weather, Microsoft, and foot fetishes. They see their UK brethren already there and toast each other ("to our brothers across the pond," too bad the Third Reich did not sew salt into English soil!) and begin talking about technology to the rich old farts and retarded young men they see around them. Now comes probably the worst part-- the masses of adoring, emulating, slobbering fans who want to be just like their poorly-chosen idols. Like any (l)user newbies, they get thrown out of the party when the Adequoids see them approaching with their rough approximations of the art. The'll blow the Adequoids' cover! Well, not exactly. Because anyone with even a half a brain or some part of their asshole wired to their head would not be fooled by the sewer-dwellers this site is a home for. Bah! I wish all of you would wake up and scripflood this site or troll it to death or (here's a novel idea) just quit reading it! You're all getting fooled, because even if you read or post to this site knowing it's 100% bullshit, you're still playing into their hand! Wake up, people! Don't come to Adequacy anymore! It's time grow the fuck up and read a real site! Get lives! Don't feed the egos here! Don't give them the satisfaction! Jesus fucking Christ! Thank you |