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You know the drill then, please state horrible mental deficiencies and prejudices for the class.

Mental deficiencies? Well, I have a bad case of degeneracy (Specifically the tranny kind), but the chemo has been effective in treating it.

As far as prejudices go, I have a seething hatred towards the people who sift through my trash at night trying to dig up dirt on me.
Jokes on them, the only thing I throw away is praise and microwave dinners that I decided I hadn't quite grown desperate enough to eat after cooking them.

You raise excellent points. I'm a little more pessimistic about the capacity of the people to organize and mobilize. Once Trump meets his demise on the 8th so will the glue of this cult of personality. Platforms like breitbart which are largely sustaining this movement are going to dry up, not completely (as a business) , but in a major way as far as providing content for legions of shit posters. They're going to need a champion yesterday. No one exists with that kind of charisma. I expect violence as well, but I expect the media to do its part to shut down its coverage of it. Alt-right neckbeards will decry conspiratorial suppression of the zeitgeist by the MSM. That's about it I guess. A grand puttering out.

The alt-right has existed before trump, and I don't think it's even grown all that much.
I think they've just become more bold as their greasy, wrinkled, pungent underbelly has been peeled up and shown glimmering wetly in the light. Now, whether they'll creep back into the darkness is up for debate, but they'll always be there, and they'll always have influence as long as Fox is willing to source from breitbart and infowars and all of their buddies.

I think that they've already started normalization. Even if Trump disappears, every Trump supporter is now known as a Trump supporter. Their twitters are forever garnished with "Make America Great Again"s. You can't go back from that. They've probably lost friends and strained relationships by supporting Trump. If Trump doesn't win, then all that fighting and defending and yelling was for nothing, so they're going to keep yelling with their new yell-y friends. 

Cool avatar NeonWytch

Welcome! Sounds like you are in the right place.

Heya, new person!

Thank ya kindly for the greetings, frienderinos!

It's kinda odd, actually talking to you people (Mostly just Xaz and LMNO, no offense Mithradates). I spent a lot of the time that the mods took to finalize my registration sifting through old threads, and so I've spent a large portion of the last 48 hours reading about you guyses misadventures like some kind of surreal, orange shitting, meme-spewing, screamy, early-to-mid 2000s version of the Adventures of Amir Hamza.

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Lol. Yeah, you are so right. You know what they say
Q] "what is an artist? "
A] " an artist is someone who actually does art"

Hey, that doesn't always work.

Q] "What is a thinker?"
A] "Someone who talks."

I got it as a gift from a yardsale that I made a donation of 25 cents to. That said, it's a shitty ancient paperback that's mostly in disrepair. It's even missing the Myth of Starbuck!

Hello, I'm just another youngin' seeking enlightenment from some foagie religion from the late 60s.

Why Discordism? Because Subgenius has a membership fee.
Also, I feel like I've had a lot more "ah-ha" moments reading through this forum than not reading through this forum.

Of course, the age of this forum (what with it's injokes and gelled friendships and community) make it a bit intimidating, but I hope at some point I'll be able to provide some kind of vaguely fresh (Or at least appetizingly musty) content.

I'm an artist, dominatrix, and astronomy major. I might be human, but it's hard for a cabbage to look at itself what with the lack of a neck to crane.

On occasion I culture jam, but not regularly enough for it to do anything but make someone's day weirder and give myself a giggle. I'm very effective at being ineffective at real change. I'm also very angry all the time, and I'm hoping I can learn how to laugh more in the face of the frothing churning madness I see every time I step out my door.