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I posted this on another thread on this topic:
The Internet Social Justice Warrior Creed. My contribution to the internet today.
This is my keyboard. There are many like it, but this one is mine.
My keyboard is my best friend. It is my life. I must master it as I must master my basement dwelling life.
Without me, my keyboard is useless. Without my keyboard, I am useless, well I am useless either way, really. I must type on my keyboard angrily. I must type faster and more nonsensically than my internet enemy who is trying to persuade me. I must call him a name before he makes a point I cannot refute. I will…
My keyboard and I know that what counts in internet warrior world is not the words we type, the noise of our keyboard strikes, nor the emojis we use. We know that it is the butt hurt and sense of personal hurt and injured feelings we feel that count. We are butt hurt…
My keyboard is human, even as I almost am, because it is my life. Thus, I will learn it as a brother/sister or some other non gender based pronoun. I will learn its weaknesses, its strength, its parts, its accessories, its upper case and lower case. I will keep my keyboard clean and ready except for spittle that flies from my mouth when I yell at it, even as I am kinda clean and almost ready. We will become part of each other. We will…
Before God (well not him, we hate him), I swear or officially affirm this creed. My keyboard and I are the defenders of the internet. We are the masters of our safe space. We are the saviors of the internet global community.
So be it, until victory is mine and there are no internet foes that disagree with me and there is no enemy, but one big happy global community that believes just as I do, or else!
The Internet Social Justice Warrior Creed. My contribution to the internet today.
This is my keyboard. There are many like it, but this one is mine.
My keyboard is my best friend. It is my life. I must master it as I must master my basement dwelling life.
Without me, my keyboard is useless. Without my keyboard, I am useless, well I am useless either way, really. I must type on my keyboard angrily. I must type faster and more nonsensically than my internet enemy who is trying to persuade me. I must call him a name before he makes a point I cannot refute. I will…
My keyboard and I know that what counts in internet warrior world is not the words we type, the noise of our keyboard strikes, nor the emojis we use. We know that it is the butt hurt and sense of personal hurt and injured feelings we feel that count. We are butt hurt…
My keyboard is human, even as I almost am, because it is my life. Thus, I will learn it as a brother/sister or some other non gender based pronoun. I will learn its weaknesses, its strength, its parts, its accessories, its upper case and lower case. I will keep my keyboard clean and ready except for spittle that flies from my mouth when I yell at it, even as I am kinda clean and almost ready. We will become part of each other. We will…
Before God (well not him, we hate him), I swear or officially affirm this creed. My keyboard and I are the defenders of the internet. We are the masters of our safe space. We are the saviors of the internet global community.
So be it, until victory is mine and there are no internet foes that disagree with me and there is no enemy, but one big happy global community that believes just as I do, or else!
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