Alternately titled: Cthluhu ate my anarchist.
This is a reflection of actual, real life conversations I have had with the current set of people who are happy with the government and its leader.
Honestly, I am at this point where I feel like arguing with civilized folks re: fascism transforms into a moment out of an HP Lovecraft horror novella.
ME: “You need to stop summoning Cthulhu. The Dread God will rise from the sea and devour all of us!”
THEM: “Says you. He never said that to me.”
ME: “He literally says that it, in a set of his own poems, inscribed by the poet al-hazred in the Necronomicon.”
THEM: “But look at all the power I’m getting. This is amazing. You should try this, except you’re too scared and set in your ‘classical’ reality.”
Me: “You don’t understand! He’s going to EAT EVERYONE! That includes YOU!”
THEM: “Pft. Everyone dies anyways. And who’s to say that’s not a metaphor?”
Me: “He just ate those people over there!”
THEM: “Well, I didn’t see it while it was happening and even if I had, I bet those people did something to deserve it anyway (and maybe you’ll get eaten too so you’ll shut up). Things are complicated and I just don’t have the time to sort through all this information that’s probably wrong anyway. I have to trust my gut and my experience.”
Me: “HE’S RIGHT BEHIND YOU! THE SLAVERING MOUTH! THE SHARPENED TEETH! HE HAS COME TO SHRED YOUR SOULS AND CONSIGN YOU TO THE VOID!!!!!!!”
THEM: “Hahaha! You’re a quivering idiot! You’ve gone insane! You’re all just crazy crazies.”
This is my life.