Usually, romance isn't among my favourite genres, but I do find myself enjoying some of the romantic classics. Like for example the most beautiful love story ever told: The undying love between a woman and her government.
The ancient Greeks had a concept called
agape, the highest form of love. Like for example the love God has towards mankind and vice-versa. Agape is also the most common manifestation of the love men have towards women. Men, being the terminally horny creatures they are, will at their very detriment do
ANYTHING for the slightest possibility of a chance of maybe getting some pussy. Even allowing their women to be part of Big Daddy Government's harem.
Big Daddy Government isn't some a bull like for example Tyrone, by no means! He is a generous pimp. An Omegachad. Unlike his hoes' husbands, he doesn't even ask for sex. Big Daddy Government doesn't care how fat, insufferable, psychotic or otherwise irredeemable his hoes get. He couldn't even care less about each of them having a body count that could easily fit on a Holocaust memorial. He doesn't judge them. He doesn't even hold his women accountable - in fact, he will mercileslly pimp smack the men if they try to do so. The only thing Big Daddy Government asks in return are their votes once every four years and for them to pay taxes. Man or woman, under Big Daddy Government no one has to ever grow up.
As if that wasn't enough, Big Daddy Government is also a magician who in comparison makes David Copperfield look like a joke. He pulled off a neat magic trick that made most people, even to this very day, unironically believe that the women in his harem are finally stronk and independent hoes who don't need no man, when what actually happened is that the women's natural dependence merely shifted from their husbands to Big Daddy Government, creating the illusion of empowerment.
Big Daddy Government not only protects his harem with his mighty pimp cane in form of the steadfast presence of the police or the protective might of the military. He also provides for his women through welfare gibs, the family court, mandatory quotas, alimony, child support, maternity leaves and so much more, rendering the men virtually obsolete. Big Daddy Government mogs the absolute shit out of any mortal man in ways that can't even be described in words. But we do have a word for this complex relationship: Feminism.
Not only are women happy with this, but so are the men. One might be tempted to ponder if the men wouldn't be coping, seething and dilating over Big Daddy Government not only turning them into the third wheel, but also disrupting the natural family dynamics and the natural order itself, thus completely buttfucking the family unit, social stability and fertility rates into the dirt. In actuality, however, most men are not just content with this arrangement, but go out of their way to defend it. Men, as said, will do anything in the name of agape.
So how has this love story unfolded so far?
Sasuga! Everything's coming up Milhouse!
No self-respecting love story has a happy ending and must end in tragedy. Even this one. Of course, some haters, in particular
sane people incels, want to tear women away from Big Daddy Government and restore the natural in order to avert a total socio-economic collapse or a self-inflicted extinction event. But I ask you, where'd be the romance in that? Thankfully, the civilised world has committed itself to this most beautiful tale of love to the very bitter end, that even
thinking about changing the ending is beyond haram. Some, in particular South Korea, have shown their dedication to this romantic narrative to the point of voluntary autogenocide.
Agape, truly the greatest form of love.
