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We shall abolish everything but the solitary orgasm. Our neurologists are at work upon it now. There will be no loyalty, except loyalty towards the Guild or the forum. There will be no love, except the love of Lulz. There will be no laughter, except the Lulz. There will be no art, save photoshops, no literature, save epic threads, and no science, save Wiki.

There will be no curiosity, no enjoyment of the process of life. All competing pleasures will be destroyed. But always (do not forget this, Winston) always there will be the intoxication of self-referential irony, constantly increasing and constantly growing subtler. Always, at every moment, there will be the thrill of trolling, the sensation of trampling on an enemy who is helpless.

If you want a picture of the future, imagine a boot stamping on an image of a hemaphroditic snowfairy - forever.

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velvetpage: We're playing Warhammer tomorrow tonight, come Hell, High Water, or Mutant Elves.
Me: You looked at my game notes!