Before I stumble off into the neon haze to drown my brain in enough chemical sludge to forget this festering dung-heap of a planet for one glorious night, I’ve got a parting shot for you drooling meatbags. Listen up, because this one’s a doozy, and it’s aimed right at the rotting heart of Europe.
Germany’s got a vote coming, and if the AfD—that pack of slick-haired, jackboot-licking nostalgia freaks—claw their way into power, it’s gonna fuck Europe sideways. Not just a little polite screwing, mind you, but a full-on, no-lube, hold-the-apologies catastrophe. And you know what? Good. Bring it on. Let it burn. Because sometimes you’ve gotta shove the whole damn continent face-first into the shitpile to make it wake up and smell the festering truth.
We’ve got a problem, you see. A big, hairy, screaming one. Immigration’s a mess—not because people move, but because the suits in charge forgot how to think past their next photo-op. Cultures that’d rather gut each other than share a sandwich are crammed together like rats in a cage, we get platitudes, hashtags, and more border guards than a paranoid dictator’s wet dream, but that don’t bloody stop anyone they shove them in nice hotels instead. It’s a clown show, and the ringmaster’s drunk.
If Germany takes the hit—if the AfD storms in and turns the place into a live-action cautionary tale—it might just be the kick in the teeth the rest of Europe needs. Watch the dominoes fall, you spineless bureaucrats. See what happens when you let fear and bad ideas run the show. Berlin could be the lab rat that shows the rest of you gutless wonders what to do—and what to absolutely, positively not do—when the experiment goes boom. One nation takes the bullet, and the rest get a front-row seat to the autopsy.
Don’t get me wrong—I’m not cheering for the fascists. I’d sooner shove my typewriter up their collective asses than clap for their parade. But chaos is a hell of a teacher, and Europe’s been sleepwalking through this immigration clusterfuck for too long. Germany going full sacrificial lamb might just force the EU to quit jerking off to its own reflection and actually fix something. Clean house. Scrape the mold off the walls. Admit that pretending everything’s fine while the floorboards rot isn’t a plan—it’s a suicide note.
So here’s my closing thought, you drooling herd, before I go melt my synapses in a vat of something illegal: if Germany votes in the AfD, it’ll hurt. Bad. But maybe, just maybe, it’ll be the hangover that finally makes Europe sort its shit out. Or maybe you’ll all just keep gargling the same old lies until the whole damn thing collapses. Either way, I’ll be here, screaming the truth into your deaf ears. Now piss off—I’ve got a date with oblivion.
And it will get the idea of Reform out the fucking idiots heads, when they see the reality of a far right and how it really fucks a country, they will be the ones thrown out to sea on a fucking dinghy.
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