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I met a shitposter from modern social media,
Who asked with a frown, wrinkle lip
And sneer of cold contempt:
“Do you have some reason why you think
This company with vast amounts of these
stamped lifeless things
Will go bankrupt and/or split up?”
But regardless of all the corp-simping,
In the future, only these words survive.
"My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings;
Look on my Works, ye Mighty, and despair!
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal Wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level sands stretch far away."
Some kind of Stockholm syndrome i guess.
This companies violates us constantly, but most people are so traumatised by ads and social presure that they don’t see it anymore.
I put ads before social presure due to comedy, but also:
Ads eats brains. Thus creating mindless consumers. Oh look, the perfect consumer!