I give up.
A dystopian existence beneath the jackboot of a soulless, bureaucratic global leviathan is imminent.
There is no stopping it. Our destiny has been written by a shadowy cabal of billionaires and amoral transnational corporations.
Under the circumstances, the only rational life path is to amass as much wealth as is necessary to facilitate as much sex with as many different women as possible– and at least, therein, achieve a measure of contentment in fulfilling an evolutionary imperative.
But every now and then, shit is inspiring…
That was downright heroic AF.
I feel it is entirely appropriate to draw comparisons between John and John Connor from Terminator 2— the protesters w/ Skynet’s lethal automatons…