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Evening/Night Posting Ain't What it Used to Be
Qunatity replied to TheNewGirl's topic in The Geek Club
Listen to the 'net: there is postin' all around. There are assmegs you can bet and I can feel it. On the clicks of the keys, there is postin' out there. If it's somethin' we can share, we can post it. And sweet city alias, it moves through the web, angering my mind and my soul. When you post out to me yeah, the postin' is crapass, then I am night poster, night poster. We know how to do it. Gimme that night poster, night poster. We know how to post it. Here I am, prayin' for this moment to last, livin' on the posting by day, boss is blockin', I'm goin' awaaaaaaaaaaay. Night poster, night poster. We know how to do it. Gimme that night poster, night poster. We know how to post it. In the heat of post love, don't need no help for us to post it. Gimme just enough to take me to the mornin'. I got postin' in my mind. I got no life worth speakin'. I'm postin' from the basement; From my mother's house. And sweet city alias, it moves through the web, angering my mind and my soul. When you post out to me yeah, the postin' is crapass, then I am night poster, night poster. We know how to do it. Gimme that night poster, night poster. We know how to post it. Here I am, prayin' for this moment to last, livin' on the postin' so fine, borne on the brain, from a sick mind. Night poster, night poster. We know how to do it. Gimme that night poster, night poster. We know how to post it. -
Dear Woke People: You Can Stop Misusing the Word "Fascist"
Qunatity replied to EternalShinyAndChrome's topic in The Geek Club
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Dear Woke People: You Can Stop Misusing the Word "Fascist"
Qunatity replied to EternalShinyAndChrome's topic in The Geek Club
The Tale of Sean O’Reilly: An Irishman’s Struggles in the Big Apple Sean O’Reilly, born and raised in the gritty neighborhoods of New York City, was an Irishman whose life was a series of failed ventures, each more colorful and absurd than the last. Growing up in the melting pot of Brooklyn, Sean had dreams — big ones. He dreamed of valor, honor, respect, and the kind of life that would make his mother proud. He dreamed of being a pilot but quickly realized he lacked the intelligence required. But, as it so often goes, life didn’t exactly hand him the success he had imagined. Instead, it offered a bizarre journey through failures, rejections, and ultimately, an existence of online spitefulness. A Failed Soldier The story of Sean's misfortunes began when he enlisted in the army. With a deep-rooted sense of duty and the romanticized notions of military life, he thought it would be the perfect way to bring structure to his life and gain a sense of purpose. However, the army quickly proved to be less of a fit for Sean than he had anticipated. His troubles started with basic training. While the other recruits excelled in the grueling physical challenges, Sean struggled. The running, the push-ups, the discipline—it was all too much. His inability to keep up became a subject of mockery, and his once-lofty dream of becoming a decorated soldier quickly faded. His commanding officer had to suggest he reconsider his place in the army, and after months of struggle, Sean was dishonorably discharged, branded as someone unfit for the rigors of military life. The Police Officer Who Couldn’t Handle the Heat With his military career in tatters, Sean returned to civilian life, unsure of his next step. But New York’s badge-wearing, law-enforcing power still called to him. Perhaps he could become a police officer, he thought. Maybe this career would finally bring him the sense of authority and respect he was yearning for. He joined the NYPD and, much to everyone’s surprise, he made it through the training. He was now an official officer of the law—or so he thought. But reality had other plans. The streets of New York were far more complicated than he had ever imagined. One night, after a particularly exhausting shift, Sean was caught off guard during a routine traffic stop. An irate driver, upset about a ticket, tossed a potted plant out of their car window—directly at Sean’s head. The plant hit him squarely in the face, and he was left standing there, dazed and humiliated, as the driver sped off. While other officers would have shrugged off such incidents, Sean couldn’t recover from the public embarrassment. The plant was a symbol of his growing realization that he couldn’t handle the stress, danger, or unpredictability of police work. In time, he quit, leaving the force and retreating further into self-doubt and bitterness. A Long Search for Love Having failed in the army and the police force, Sean's personal life seemed equally cursed. He had always envisioned himself as a charming Irishman, someone with the wit and charisma to win a woman’s heart. Yet, as time went on, Sean found it nearly impossible to find someone willing to settle down with him. He tried the bars, the dating apps, the set-ups from friends, but for some inexplicable reason, no one seemed to be interested. Perhaps it was his failure to live up to his own expectations, or maybe it was his growing bitterness that shone through, but his quest for love was a constant struggle. Years passed, and though he had many near-misses, he could never quite get anyone to say "yes" to marriage. It wasn't until his forties, when he had all but given up, that Sean finally found someone who was willing to marry him. But by that time, the man he had become was far from the idealistic, charming soul he had once hoped to be. His future wife, having known him long enough to accept his flaws, didn’t so much marry him out of love, but perhaps out of sympathy or a lack of better options. Their marriage, if it can even be called that, was mostly a truce—a quiet agreement between two people who had long ago stopped searching for fulfillment in their lives. The Online Bully In the quiet years that followed, Sean found solace in a strange new world—the world of online forums. It was a place where anonymity was king, and where he could sit in his recliner and release his frustration without consequence. In this virtual space, Sean became a master of insults and invective. He would spend hours trolling strangers, picking fights in comment sections, and bullying anyone who dared to disagree with him. Whether it was politics, sports, or pop culture, Sean’s opinion was always the loudest, most obnoxious, and often the most wrong. The small victories he gained by getting a rise out of others were the only forms of validation he could muster. Each angry response he got was like a badge of honor, a reminder that he still had some power, even if it was in the most pitiful of places. As the years went on, Sean’s existence became more and more defined by his online presence. It was easier to be cruel behind a keyboard than to face the reality of his life. He never achieved any of the dreams he once had. Instead, he became an expert at tearing others down from the shadows, offering no value but his own frustration. His life was a quiet rebellion against the successes of others, an online echo chamber where his voice could be heard—albeit for all the wrong reasons. Conclusion The life of Sean O’Reilly is one of missed opportunities, personal failures, and eventual bitterness. From the army to the police force to his online escapades, his journey is a tragic reminder of how dreams, when unrealized, can sour a person’s soul. In a city as vast and vibrant as New York, Sean’s life stands as an example of what happens when potential is squandered, and when self-worth is tethered to the approval of others. Whether in uniform or behind a screen, Sean O’Reilly lived his life seeking validation in all the wrong places, never realizing that the only true approval he needed was his own.