“There is an ideology that has steadily been growing in this country which hates everything that is good, righteous and beautiful and celebrates everything that is warped, twisted and depraved. It is an ideology at war with family and nature. It is envious, malicious, and soulless. It is an ideology that looks upon the perfect family with bitter rage while embracing the serial criminal with tender warmth. Its adherents organize constantly to tear down and destroy every mark of grace and beauty while lifting up everything monstrous and foul. It is an ideology that leads, always, inevitably and willfully, to violence — violence against those uphold order, who uphold faith, who uphold family, who uphold all that is noble and virtuous in this world. It is an ideology whose one unifying thread is the insatiable thirst for destruction.” [STEPHEN MILLER]
Oh, bravo, Facebook heroes! Once again, you’ve proven yourselves the pinnacle of human intellect, unleashing your razor-sharp wit and self-hatred in a tsunami of tantrums over Charlie Kirk and the people who loved him.
Truly, the world stands in awe of your unmatched maturity, you paragons of self-control, as you hurl infantile insults at a guy who dared to have an opinion. It’s beyond the practice of any psychiatrist to decipher how and why you can’t scroll past Kirk’s name without your fragile little egos imploding, forcing you to spew word-vomit rants that belong in a daycare, not a social media platform. Some of you are lawyers. The irony therein is flying like a fart in a fan factory.
Congratulations, you absolute legends—you’ve mastered the art of looking like unhinged toddlers in public!
These Facebook “activists”—and by activists, I mean whiny keyboard gremlins—can’t resist transforming their feeds into a circus of meltdowns every time Kirk’s name is evoked.
Oh, he tweeted about free speech while you burned down cities and deified a common street criminal??
Cue the ALL-CAPS manifestos screaming “FASCIST!” as if they’ve ever cracked open a dictionary. A friend shares a photo of Charlie’s family? Yikes! Better call him a threat to civilization! It’s like watching a pack of spoiled brats throw a collective fit because someone took their favorite toy. Do you ever pause, mid-rant, to think, “Gee, maybe I don’t need to broadcast my emotional incontinence to the world”? Nah, that would require a shred of self-awareness, and we all know that’s in short supply.The sheer lack of restraint is almost performance art. You’d think they’d get tired of embarrassing themselves, but no, they’re committed to the craft of digital diaper-filling.
Every post is a masterpiece of lazy, recycled drivel—insults so unoriginal they could’ve been autogenerated by a bot with a grudge. And yet, they strut around their echo chambers, basking in the likes from their equally unhinged buddies, as if their 3 a.m. screeds are saving democracy.
Spoiler alert, geniuses: you’re not heroes. You’re just loud, annoying, and stuck in a perpetual tantrum loop that screams “I never grew past middle school “or “I couldn’t get a date to the prom in 1984 so I still hate the world.”
The best part? They think they’re destroying Cahrlie Kirk’s legacy with their oh-so-clever zingers. Oh, honey, your “Charlie Kirk is a Nazi” hot take isn’t the mic drop you think it is. It’s just a sad little whimper that proves his point about your emotional fragility.
You’re handing him a megaphone with every deranged comment, too busy frothing at the mouth to notice you’re the punchline. So, keep it up, Facebook’s finest! Keep showcasing your inability to act like adults. The rest of us will just grab some popcorn and watch you self-destruct in glorious, sarcastic slow motion. You’re not owned—you’re owning yourselves, and it’s pathetic.
