I don’t wanna. Debates are pointless and they’re not smart enough to process anything I say, so I just say “yeah that sucks” and try and change topics.
I don’t wanna. Debates are pointless and they’re not smart enough to process anything I say, so I just say “yeah that sucks” and try and change topics.
Oh I'm great. It brings me great relief to just accept most people I know are fucking kulak filth who will probably have to be ended for society to progress. I'm fine with it, I enjoy their company still, we drink, we eat, we hang out, but at the end of the day I've accepted they'd all join MAGA SS when it comes down to it and that's it. It makes moments when they're being utter ignorant fools more tolerable because I just image the ending of Come and See with them getting killed by the partisans and it makes me smile a little, they'll get what they deserve. I'm stuck with these fuckers but only for so long, I'll have my fun and then happily be lost to history, the solace of being on the right side of it will be enough for me as I drift into that cool dark.
This is the social life you're hiding your power level to maintain? Just be a tankie. If they'd betray to your own death when push comes to shove, that's not shit you need to take. There is little solace in being correct while you're bleeding to death, being correct in thought isn't materialism. I dunno, I don't socialize with libs outside of work or whatever and those ones I push back aggressively and thoroughly
I’m gonna bleed out either way. This is my social life, there ain’t any communes to run off to that I know of. Also not gonna lie, being around other communists doesn’t exactly make me happy either, and there’s hardly any of them around anyway. My dumbass Libs friends find me amusing cuz I know a lot of history trivia and have cool takes on media, so they buy me shots and wing man me at the bar so I get laid every once in a while. There’s no hope for Revolution in the core so this is the best life a communist can hope for around these parts. I’ll have a snicker on my face when the Chinese Red Guard line us up in front of the mass grave cuz I’ll know I called it.
Disco Elysium is a work of fiction.
The truest work of fiction ever
Nevertheless, this is an very self destructive cop's inner thoughts as he accepts communism as his jam. The cynicism and irony is part of the point. This isn't Martinaise, we live in the real world.
I mean I’m basically Harry DuBois so this shit fits me. Wish I had a cute Seolite sidekick tho.
No you aren't.