The Destruction of Western Civ is Not Only Desired, It is Necessary. And Expected.
It's fine. You'll probably all get along much better in the aftermath of the Apocalypse. No, not that Apocalypse. No horsemen and trumpets and seals like all you Fundies think. It's going to be a real, full on, macro-social collapse. I'm talking eating children and burning cities. You think you'll be fine but you'll probably just die. It's okay. Many of us have to.
When the historians write of us, they will have little concrete evidence to draw from, and so will look back in disgusted wonder at what scraps remain.
"#YOLO. #SWAG." The chief anthropologist looks up from his blue screened tablet display. "Mitch, you have any idea what the fuck this shit is supposed to mean?"
"We're running the Cultural Anachronistic Decoding Algorithm on it. Have been for weeks now."
"Any hints yet?"
"CADA is still compiling the data. Best guess right now is that these were some kind of watchwords in their primitive language. As of now we only have a nebulous idea about them. They seem to be married to various digital identities. Or a bunch of them altogether. Pic data is rough cut but suggests young-ish males and females used these demarcations exclusively. Seems to suggest whatever passed for having fun back then."
"Why the shit are they all pursing their lips like that? And what does two fingers held aloft at an acute angle mean?"
"You got me, Director, but it's all over the place in the Arcana files."
"What the fuck happened to them?" The chief anthropologist turned back to his screen and hitched up the woolen blanket around his shoulders against the frigid air in the research tent.
When the historians write of us, they will have little concrete evidence to draw from, and so will look back in disgusted wonder at what scraps remain.
"#YOLO. #SWAG." The chief anthropologist looks up from his blue screened tablet display. "Mitch, you have any idea what the fuck this shit is supposed to mean?"
"We're running the Cultural Anachronistic Decoding Algorithm on it. Have been for weeks now."
"Any hints yet?"
"CADA is still compiling the data. Best guess right now is that these were some kind of watchwords in their primitive language. As of now we only have a nebulous idea about them. They seem to be married to various digital identities. Or a bunch of them altogether. Pic data is rough cut but suggests young-ish males and females used these demarcations exclusively. Seems to suggest whatever passed for having fun back then."
"Why the shit are they all pursing their lips like that? And what does two fingers held aloft at an acute angle mean?"
"You got me, Director, but it's all over the place in the Arcana files."
"What the fuck happened to them?" The chief anthropologist turned back to his screen and hitched up the woolen blanket around his shoulders against the frigid air in the research tent.