Antisociety

I have always thought it ironic how in spite of me being a highly introverted misanthrope, people often seek my advice. I have occasionally been stunned at who seeks my advice, insofar as I would never have guessed these individuals were aware of, nor attentive to, my social media, let alone that they would seek my advice, such that it was nothing short of an honor to be asked to give it. But these moments are to me like good deeds, in that if you go around creating a spectacle of them, I suspect you are doing it for the wrong reason. Thus, I never figuratively fuck and tell.

Never have I ever expected anything in return for this, nor would I, as being asked for advice is intrinsically rewarding in and of itself when I have never done anything other than seek to be my genuine self. But is one simply asking of those closest to oneself to understand that genuine self some undue expectation these days of which I was unaware? In recent experience, it certainly seems this way, for when one receives the same dismissive platitudes as neurotypicals are wont to give, their selfish uselessness, as do the reasons for the problems plaguing our society, become apparent.

This past year and a half was challenging for many of us, including myself, but to assume we all faced the same challenges of the same magnitude would be a grave error. Some of you would know this if you but dared asked the person in the room next to you; or if you but dared marched in the streets alongside those rising up to meet these challenges; or if even for once you but placed a modicum of value on social awareness during the greatest global challenge of the 21st century.

Alas, it is apparent to me now that if within these past two years of all times you did not do any of these things, then you will never do so. This therefore calls for a new social paradigm, through which our morals (not yours) need be reflected, one that does not require your understanding nor even acknowledge your moral agency, for I am not certain at this point you are aware of nor acknowledge your own, nor most certainly that of others. And if you truly are and do, you have a pathetic way of showing it, for your kind are the epitome of the herd mentality, content to drive humanity and every other species on Earth into the Sixth Mass Extinction. You are not the future of tomorrow, but the news of yesteryear, and to abide the mores, morals, rules, laws, customs, institutions, and structure of your society is more degrading than any act I have ever done on camera.

Ah, but say this is merely to employ a colloquial metaphor suited to your level of understanding and not to be taken literally, for its function imposes the cognitive constructs that are the very product of your entire degrading society, and thus is an insult to whores everywhere. Therefore, whores, forgive me, for I am speaking to our social and moral inferiors and must relate to them by any means availing themselves to me, a neurodivergent, struggling to relate to even his own roommate, to say nothing of society at large. And thus, do I apologize to you a second time: as I believe not in the inferiority or superiority of any species nor individual, as this would again be to—you guessed it—degrade myself. Humor is my coping mechanism.

Oh, the irony…

Naturally, for it is only the antisociety in which one may live without irony. Everything else is a joke.

And now, I am tired.

Goodbye.

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