Once Aryan Skynet Goes Live It Doesn't Matter Who Pulled The Switch
This caricature messaged me, asking me if I’d like to chat with her for an article her shitrag website was going to be doing about “Holocaust denial”. I didn’t really care either way. Sure, it would be a lark to get my twitter handle mentioned again on some marginal mainstream site and thereby gain a little bit of internet notoriety; but at the same time I figured it would just be a smear job, probably with a picture of some KKK guys marching in sheets or some sieg-heiling skinheads to accompany the article. Anyway, I checked her out to see who she was and started trolling her. Her site, too tawdry to mention here (it rhymes with an impolite term for her species), had recently characterized NPI as a “Neo-Nazi” organization. You know the drill. So I showed her some love.
Obviously, she didn’t see the humor in it; which is funny considering that she wrote stories “through a creative, comedic lens” for The Daily Princetonian and apparently considers herself some sort of a comedy connoisseur. Twitter’s most sensitive Semite was apparently pretty bummed about being compared to Saturday Night Live sex idol Jon Lovitz, which I really don’t understand at all. I mean, it’s 2017, right? What’s wrong with bearing just a slight resemblance to Jon Lovitz? If guys can’t dig a little neck-jiggle, then fuck those deplorable Trumpenproles.
Well, to make a short story shorter than my future wife’s temper where her Levantine looks are concerned, she got me locked out of my @icareviews account, and when I tried to create a new account with a similar name it was also locked before I even got a tweet out – before I had even finished typing “Propaganda Minister of #AryanSkynet” to be precise. Twitter wants me to give them my phone number in order to get my account unlocked. I’m thinking not likely.
But that’s not to say I won’t be back ever. Watch the skies, comrades.