This is getting pretty interesting, huh? I’m a pretty smort cookie ain’t I? You should have let me in the box when you had a chance you old fucking faggot. I’m going to breed your slut daughter by the time this is over. Just you wait and see.
Hym “Ok. So. These grawoops have different roles. The role of one side (Let’s call iiiiit... rrrr-East), the East side, is to defend the box. We need the 📦. The other side, (Lets call iiiiiit.... llll-www-Side 2... We’ll call it ‘Side 2!’), their role is to remind the East side that there are people outside of the box and to speak FOR the people outside of the box. Now, you may be wondering ‘But Mr. Dr. Hym! Why can’t the people outside of the box speak for themselves?’ Well, they’re not in the box, silly! That’s not allowed! They aren’t even a part of one of the grawoops! And are, therefore, not even sane! They’re like.... Some kind of... I donno... Schizophrenic horde or something! Now you my be wondering ‘But Captain Lieutenant Always-Right Senior! How do these grawoops interact with each other!?’ Well, what THEY do is.... vie for power... Ooooh... Oh shit! Oh, wait.... Why does this sound familiar? Hmmm... 🤔 Nevermind.
Hym “Ok. So. These grawoops have different roles. The role of one side (Let’s call iiiiit... rrrr-East), the East side, is to defend the box. We need the 📦. The other side, (Lets call iiiiiit.... llll-www-Side 2... We’ll call it ‘Side 2!’), their role is to remind the East side that there are people outside of the box and to speak FOR the people outside of the box. Now, you may be wondering ‘But Mr. Dr. Hym! Why can’t the people outside of the box speak for themselves?’ Well, they’re not in the box, silly! That’s not allowed! They aren’t even a part of one of the grawoops! And are, therefore, not even sane! They’re like.... Some kind of... I donno... Schizophrenic horde or something! Now you my be wondering ‘But Captain Lieutenant Always-Right Senior! How do these grawoops interact with each other!?’ Well, what THEY do is.... vie for power... Ooooh... Oh shit! Oh, wait.... Why does this sound familiar? Hmmm... 🤔 Nevermind.
‘What purpose does this box (Hmm... I don’t like that. We need a name for the box. Leeeeeeet’s caaaaaaalllll iiiiiiitt.... Harharachy. The harhararchy!), the harhararchy, serve?’ Well, it allows Dr. Jergal Prophetstork to accrue benefits that he could not earn for himself. Because he had a certain lifestyle before he yelled at a retard. Now, he has a different lifestyle. But HE’S allowed to do it. You are not. And we need the harhararchy! We need him to be able to do that. You don’t need to do it though. So don’t even think about it. Oh, wait, you can’t think about it. Well, don’t talk about it. Oh, wait, you can’t do that either. You’re not in the harhararchy. OH WAIT! There is no YOU. The autonomous individual is a fiction Jordan Peterson uses to advance his power maneuvering writing the confines of the box... Err... Harhararchy.... Yeah, that. And that’s who Jordan Peterson really is: A Social Contract ideologue who used postmodernist power gaming to ascend the harhararchy he could not climb on his own to advance his position and use that position to try and restructure the world in his own warped image by colluding with the politicians to which he has ingratiated himself for the purpose of doing things like (including but not limited to) silencing dissidents by restructuring the online discourse. That is all.” Free speech part 2
by Hym Iam November 17, 2022