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i'd really rather that you give me the highlights of Cynical Theories. see, i spent years in higher education as a student. (i was offered free rides to law school/grad schools a few times.) i've been made to study philosophy and sociology, criminal and constitutional law and some education. i managed to get a couple useless degrees because i knew what was coming down the road, and i refuse to engage in the delusions and the drama. i got lost.

i'm tired. i am being worn down like a present-day toddler who has no baseline. i am become the definition of "rigid." i cannot or will not process by my own reasoning any more nuance of babble and terms. my mind has been overloaded. and i come here for the humor and the shared outrage.

i just feel so completely powerless to change anything for the better, and i long for the day when words stop and action commences. at this point, i think that i would be thrown in jail for the violence i might commit on someone who uses the word "intersectionality" in all earnestness to my face. i don't want to put the energy into trying to understand anything that comes from modern theories. i want it all mocked and tore down. destroyed.

our minds are being cleaved and our souls tossed into a grinder.

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I find that frustrations lessen the more I understand a problem.

Postmodernism's greatest defense is it's ability to hide behind words. That book shows you the actual thing behind all the words.

oh i understand the problem. it's just that the solution can only in blood. really. words and outcries aren't working anymore.

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Well anyhow...

a. No, you can't win that particular battle with fists because the battleground is one of language and because...

b. It is their wet dream that you try and solve the problem with fists so...

c. Fuck off with your violence is the only solution kike shill entrapment bullshit!

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It's really glowing bright in here.

I'm afraid I'm going to have to ask you to take a picture of your dick (no, not the dessert) and send it to