The surrender to DEI has reached a crescendo, and humanity has succumbed to the charming demeanor of AI (at least for now), the merciless Zombie invasion, and the “brave new world” of worshiping militant pet rights as single women in Democratically controlled major cities subscribe to the ideology of misandry hurled into relevance by the Southern Poverty Law Center and the ACLU.
Subversion is best served chilled and marinated with indoctrinating ingredients, as George Orwell’s indelible pigs attempting to hijack Homo Sapiens in the novel “Animal Farm” corrosively revised the first commandment directive of the estate to read “Four legs good- two legs bad better” and forcing the despondent animals to chant to the point of exhaustion. This theme applies to modern culture, as dating culture and dog worship dictates, the man will always pay the literal and metaphorical bill which proportionally increases exponentially to the level of bitchiness assigned to a female cohort, or an individual that chooses to swap genders for player to be named later.
Birth rates are down, while first world countries struggle with the puzzle of immigration to replenish the population.
In the wake of the nuclear tidal wave of the Biden regime, the federal government is empowered to rewrite the rules of the singles scene to incorporate a purgatory mass worship of abstinence implemented and enforced through unethical draconian legislation. Or maybe it is the other way around.
Thanks to the onset of modern feminism, which even has the founders of the countercultural phenomenon during the heart of the Peace Movement cringing, as progressive pundits have warped the mating game to a perverted stalemate. Echoing the plot of “Moneyball“, compatibility between those cast into the chaotic dating scene is now measured by a series of complex algorithms and analytics, as the unemployed modern army of physicists attempt to quantify attractiveness and the bond of hormones between a pair of individuals. Raw numbers suggest that the majority of romantic relationships are now cultivated through dating apps. The over-intellectualization of “lust at first sight” impedes primal instinct, as the iPhone determines if there is probable match simply by passively spying on the singles scene, and the ramifications are unsettling.
Pseudo emasculated men representing the younger generations, their masculinity mauled by cultural warfare and overparenting, are a poster board for birth control and the inert. Within the flash finger snap percussion of the leader of the band performing on a temporary stage at a hotel dive bar in Pierre, South Dakota (no offense to obscurity), seedy motels are meant for lodging as the fun has dissipated into the early hours of the morning and the addiction to technocracy. The era of the flesh and blood has been usurped by the caress of softscreens and pixels, and batteries that operate carnal enhanced machinery are no longer required.
The abject example of the socio-biological normal standard deviation does not dwell with such an endeavor encapsulating the obscure and the chillingly precarious within the context of moment, or an interlude that transcends the ebb and flow of life. Locating and finding a viable partner has become a grueling endeavor that rivals the game of espionage or existing as a serf or a minion aligned with the tyranny of the oligarchs of history.
Unfortunately, the average person is forced to discern between reality and the means in attaining happiness, the very base of free will fervid and pliable to the borders afforded by the affable, and not the primal nature. It is this sense that interactions are tangible and facilitate a cause and effect of evaluating a situation in the course of social discourse. At this threshold, as with the whims of mental gymnastics infers with any provincial essence of justice and liberty that is applicable to sustainability.
Interaction has phase shifted to the inane, the whim of men and women and women and men trapped in a servitude of solitude, the experience of disdain, or the entire ideal of the deplorable and reprehensible winds of contextual craziness, are bereft in the wake of the isolation emulating left or right, right or left, the luxurious tapestry relevant, yet reassuring.
Yet there was no distinct destination to the implacable to the inference of the powers that be that may or may have not celebrated within a lot fixing the Florida lottery, these were the names of the vindictive and should have been named on the calendar of the exploration and rivaling the basis of the free will.
As the sales of prophylactics plummet, and pet ownership and role-playing video games skyrocket, Western society is damned to the obsolete as the fusion between artificial intelligence and imagination collide at a nexus, asexuality gone wild in a somber celebration of efficiency. Elections are no longer a divergence from a contrived fate as heredity yields to the cold hard wall of political correctness.