Elon Saved Me from the Left

I was a communist, that’s what all my online stuff said about me, that’s what all my online groups reinforced. Twitter under Dorsey, used the algorithm to melt my mind like plastic, making me feel what psychology.com defines as empathy, making me loopy. I really thought at one point every person on earth was deserving of food. Dorsey, with his Californian style, fostered a place safe for performative, mild, radical thinking. I thought. I got to a point of communism where I was thinking the disabled deserved help. All my posts were NPC love for people — all walks of life. Then the liberals quit.

When the Neo-Marxist, Postmodern, liberals all quit, the servers must’ve been unsupervised, because for the first time in my life, I was introduced to this giant Elon Musk.

Dorsey was visibly jealous of the cool Matrix-free-escaped style Musk embodies, down to his robotic nano-penis. Musk’s nano-penis, not Dorsey. And nano because of computer stuff, not length. Twitter was new, like Neo in the Matrix, getting that call in the drab office, Morpheus like, they’re here for you. They meaning the bad matrix robots. The liberals ran, opening the restricted doors of freedom, what the cool guy in The Gladiator called the virtuous. All new minds, unshackled, back on the app.

Andrew Tate introduced me to this concept of alpha. I instantly knew I was an alpha, and bought his course, with my brat nephews paying under me, mid-Top G. Though technically, Tate is Supra-Alpha, a level attainable by only one male on earth, him. But that that doesn’t negate the whole course to become Alpha, but only Tate possesses the combat preparedness to claim the one Supra-Alpha spot.

My wife left for milk five days ago. I hope she is ok. The milk store is only six minutes away. Five days is plenty of time for the task. ❤

Then Elon responded to some guy named Doctor Peterson. Peterson was irate about my old guard, the left, thinking speech means all sorts of expression. This speech of the left allows parody, that interferes directly with public intellectuals, like this Doctor Peterson. He Tweeted, @ Elon, that snow crabs, on the bottom of the ocean, walk in clouds of clustered bodies, that the dominant males and dominant females (not sexist) pinch at the crabs below — that that could work for twitter. Elon, the eccentric that he mysteriously is, replied with the eggplant emoji and the text “super into it.” I felt a part of Western history, then and there.