if you have ever enjoyed something, you are not only a liberal but you will also be sent to :gulag: immediately after the true leftists - those who are miserable at all times - take power
Death to America
if you've upbeared this post, that's evidence of having enjoyed it. enjoy the gulag, liberals
Death to America
I do self-criticism constantly because I’m trapped in a Maoist cult where comrades (white terrorists) criticize me mercilessly for having a fascist credit card (VISA Silver Signature Rewards)
They won’t let me order vegan pizza anymore because the phone is fascist and “summoning my pizza slaves with a bourgeois app" is “bad vibes”
I'm such a dedicated communist that I have not enjoyed anything in at least a decade.
I also have chronic depression, unsure if it's related
Should I stop going to therapy in case it works and I start enjoying things again then?
Unironically i had a discussion with someone who said that therapy was only a way to ameliorate alienation, and therefore only an obstacle to the development of true proletarian conscience. Like, sure, sometimes therapy is only a bandaid on the gaping wound of material dispossesion, but to claim that therapy is not only useless, but counterproductive was, wow. Later I concluded this person was a mental health accelerationist, or something like that.
have depression simply overthrow capitalism. Maybe you can't get to sleep on time or shower but all you have to do is simply overthrow the instruments of the bourgeoise state and it'll get better
We will eventually get a person who says "if we let mental illness fester, eventually, every worker will be too depressed to go to work, causing a collapse of capitalism".
Yeah but that's the way we transfer into barbarism. We don't just want no capitalism we want socialism
Difference between "it would help" and "mental illness wouldn't exist post capitalism"
My point was it's an unreasonable expectation to ask someone with depression to just overthrow the system of government they live in to feel better. People have to survive now as well
internalizing the catholic guilt and rationalizing it out as revolutionary
true leftists - those who are miserable at all times
It's me, I am the great man of history!
I gotcha protestantism rules the only allowed pleasure is a grim sense of superiority
Where's the copypasta about living in a tank in a Michigan junkyard
No everything has to be serious at all times and we cannot find any humor in the absurdity of hell world.
The last time I smiled was on August 19th, 1991. I always wear a dirty ushanka , do not shave, and only take cold sponge baths because hot running water is bourgeoisie decadence. Every day at exactly noon I have the same meal of an expired Maoist MRE I store in a pit covered in old issues of a revolutionary newspaper.
In the evenings I stare at a picture of vodka by candlelight, but I do not allow myself to drink because there is nothing to celebrate. I sleep in a bed made of flags from every failed revolution so that they are never forgotten.
Every local org has banned me after I attempted to split it by assassinating the leadership. Orthodox Marxism requires that true communists purge opportunists whenever they appear. Opportunism is anyone who disagrees with me, drinks fluoride, or owns a smart phone.
My double PHD in marxist economics and 18th century Swiss philosophy (required to understand Engels) sits over the fireplace of my home. My fireplace is a salvaged drum from a 1950s washing machine that was recalled for locking children inside of it. I chose that washing machine model on purpose because I am anti-natalist.
There is no plumbing in my house I shit in a brass bucket with a picture of Gonzalo and Deng french kissing in the bottom of it. My house is actually an overturned T34 in an abandoned junkyard in Wisconsin. I was inside the T34 when it was shipped to Wisconsin and I am the reason the junkyard is abandoned.
I have a single friend in this world and it is a tapeworm named Bordiga that I met after ingesting spoiled borscht on 9/11 in the ruins of building 7 (I blew it up after finding that a nominally leftist NGO inside of it wasn’t sufficiently anti-imperialist, the attacks on the world trade center were a perfect revolutionary moment for me to enact direct praxis against liberalism).
My sole source of income is various MLM schemes in the former soviet bloc that have been running for so long no one remembers who I am, they just keep sending money. I have not paid taxes since McGovern lost the Democratic nomination for president and my faith in electoralism died more brutally than my childhood dog after it got into an entire jar of tylenol.
I own 29 fully automatic rusted kalashnikovs and three crates of ammunition entirely incompatible with them or any other firearms I own. I invented the bat’leth while debating Gene Rodenberry on the dialectical materialism of Posadism. This was, of course, before I was unjustly fired from the production crew of Star Trek for declaring a protracted people’s war against RKO Pictures and setting William Shatner on fire. I continue this liberatory struggle to this day by shipping mail bombs to the Paramount studio lot hidden within packages disguised as edible arrangements addressed to “Gary ‘D. B.’ Cooper”.
During the latest BLM protests I firebombed a Nikes outlet in the middle of a peaceful candlelit vigil. I was briefly contained within Fort Detrick, but cured my long covid with smallpox spores after escaping and returning home.
William F Buckley and I wrote hate mail to one another for 47 years until my final letter gave him an aneurysm. The only water I drink is from puddles. George Lucas and I dropped acid together during an MKULTRA southern baptist summer camp and he went on to write the movie Willow about our time together.
The best way to test whether an electrical wire is live is to drool on it and shrimp salad is racist. You can make an IED out of potassium and the instructions are online thanks to Timothy McVey, who was actually a committed antifascist communist slandered by the deep state as part of operation condor.
Every time a liberal files a restraining order against me, I carve a mark into the wall. I am running out of walls.
When Amerika finally collapses I will be ready to lead the revolution. I am very smart and people like being around me.
I also made a text to speech version in a welsh accent here for some reason
it's funny that the character in this copypasta is essentially the final guy from Disco Elysium
