Has EVERYTHING always been this meaningless?
Our self-styled intellectual equals at Jezebel have weighed in on what is for them a troubling question: “What if equality™ is the biggest bonerkill of all?”
Tracy Moore attempts to present an educated feminist take on the issue: I cannot help but notice that her title is a vulgarized reference to an old Disney movie.
You’re going to die.
You will be buried, cremated, or left somewhere to rot.
Your name will fade into memory.
After enough years and enough people follow you in death, you will be forgotten.
How you lived your life will not change this ending. You face the same cold embrace and obliteration as Hannibal or George Washington or Hitler.
Yes, Humanity may remember names, it may even remember yours. Yet Humanity can never truly remember the people, the individual.
To be superior, a Master, an Übermensch is to eventually be reduced to a word smeared and distorted by idiotic and facile men. So it goes.
Humanity will continue along as it always has; you have only the obliteration of time to look forward to.
Translation: After (Ron) Paul, Dildos.
Ron Paul, our generation’s William Jennings Bryan, has largely run his course. The man who for decades bravely griefed Congress and disrupted Republican Primaries, now talks shit about dead people on twitter. He who lives by the troll dies by the troll, I suppose.
Following his not-so-stellar progress in 2010-11, these actions certainly don’t surprise me; here was a man ultimately less interested in cultivating a meaningful counter-narrative, and more interested in pissing people off before collecting his Congressional pension.