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20 minutes of my life lost to a recitation of all the soy boy talking points.
In the fucking hipster cool white background with the camera backed up to show how hipster cool he was.
Somehow, we're at the peak of what a civilization might attain? By some amazing chance, we are living in the peak. Velcro, automatic dishwashers, rocket ships, coffee in wax cups. There is no more. We figured it all out. Our mighty Soy masters have solved it all.
The hubris!!!!!
And, the only thing we need to do is fight global something something.
Get our retard leaders together and show them a Tik Tok video (by chance, the pinnacle of all knowledge) and they will agree a man can be a Horta. When has that ever worked?
You've seen the message. Plant is your friend. Marcon cannot be stopped. Warrior is the penultimate destroyer. Skalosians everywhere!!!! And nowhere.
The only guy that truly got it was a dude that wrote ... "Space is big. You just won't believe how vastly, hugely, mind-bogglingly big it is. I mean, you may think it's a long way down the road to the chemist's, but that's just peanuts to space."
We don't even have chemists anymore and it's still big!!!
They would come here and not write "Mostly Harmless". They would write "Full on Raytards". (yes they would misspell it as in all good memes.)
Come back in a 1,000 years when we figured out we split the freaking atom and we've stopped making our energy from spinning sticks. The aliens watched us trying to decide what a catch was in football and said, these chimps are numb skulls. Do we have any sensible paramecium to talk to?
I live here ... it's barely an inconvenience and I don't want to talk to these cushion sniffers. Why would Gort Barado Nikto come all this way to talk to THAT?
Like the Soy Boy Genius said, well I could be wrong.
Yours,
IronConrad
07-Mar-2026