Fluttershy carefully sipped her tea with the grace and elegance that was simply natural to her. Her wide eyes stared blankely at the wooden table. As she stared at it, she began to notice all the little details in it. All the scratch marks from animals, all the circles made my hot tea cups not put on saucers, and the chipped paint. The old table could use a touch up. Another project to be done around here.
Across the now terribly ugly and horrible table was none other than Discord. His large paw took hold of the tiny tea cup and he sipped from it, making as many slurping sounds as possible.He did so in an attempt to gain Fluttershy's attention, but alas, she still stared at the table.
"Now, my dear Fluttershy, what is bothering you?" he asked.
"Well, to be honest, I've been thinking a lot about what has been happening. You know, ever since we brought Starlight here from her village."
"It's been a fun ride, yes?" he giggled.
"Well, maybe. It just seems all too weird....even for me."
Her words were sincere, so Discord's grin faded. He never enjoyed it when Fluttershy slumped into her depressing moods, always questioning the world and always questioning who she was. He didn't say anything and allowed her to continue.
"I mean, I live with you, or no, you live with me, but still, it's so weird and bizarre."
"Oh, how is it so bizarre, really, my dear?" he placed his elbows on the table and leaned closer. "You live in a world that has no sense of technology or science. I'm a spirit made of a dozen different parts and my voice is that of an anti-hero from a classic space series."
"Well, it has certainly made me question the pony race, I'll say that. Everything now seems like one giant joke and the grand comedian just doesn't know when to end it."
"Hehe. Sounds like a blast."
"Well, maybe, but not everyone is having fun. I mean, Discord, we are in a world now that ponies are beating each other up in some culture war. Nopony knows what to believe, and so they hide in echo chambers. Usually jokes are for non-serious things, but the biggest joke in my lifetime is politics. Discord, that's not a good sign. We even have the human world to make fun of....but it just doesn't cut it."
"I think you're taking this all a bit too seriously..."
"Am I?" Fluttershy looked at him with intimidating eyes. "Think about it, Discord! The pony race is just one giant, endless joke! The other races are laughing at us as half our population fights the other on the internet. One calls them bigots and the other calls them crybabies! They attack each other with memes! MEMES! Rainbow Dash went out to start a cult that worships a cartoon frog and guess what?!?!? In this world, she can do that! Soon there will be a whole ethnicity that praises some god that spawns from pure tomfoolery!"
Some strains of pink hair slipped out from where they should be, giving Fluttershy an even more insane look. Her heavy, but still high-pitched breathing was cute and all, but Discord, now reeled back from the pony in a defensive position, was not thinking about that. His scared expression was frozen there for some moments, before he cleared his throat and tried to regain dignity.
"Fluttershy, my dear, this is just a unique time in history..."
"I don't want my grandkids coming to me and knowing me for going through a time of insanity!" she stamped her hooves on the table. "I don't want to pick up some history book in the future and see sections talking about memes and frogs and fake oppression and Neo-Sombrazis who get punched or dance around on television!"
"It could be worse, my dear. I skipped out on a thousand years, but I do recall how ponies were before my first imprisonment. They were violent, always needing something to guide their life. At least now their violence is on the internet, which, cannot be violent."
"It's just so wild, Discord. We are in a time of such extreme points that a pony is either evil or good based on a criteria that involves race, ethnicity, and....and.....gender! And gender is a social construct!"
Discord rolled his eyes. "Flutters, perhaps you should take some medicine."
"Well, my mother did give me this kind of pill when I was a kid. It would help make me care-free."
"Which sounds like a good idea."
She became even more animated. "But Discord! Can you even imagine it! Everypony is insane! This world is mad! Maybe this is all some sick timeline Twilight made accidentally with her magic! Maybe this is all a sick prank by Rainbow and Pinkie! This couldn't be real, Discord! Are you behind this?!?!? Are you slowly turning us into a realm of chaos so that you can be king of it once more?! Maybe it's Celestia tricking us all so that when we're distracted, she can eat more giant cakes that we used taxpayer bits to pay for!"
At that instant, Discord shoved a pill down her throat. Then, she paused, swallowed, and continued staring blankly in the distance. She blinked twice, and then slumped in her chair. Discord was confused for a moment and leaned in closer to see if the pegasus was alright.
"You know, Discord...maybe all this doesn't matter. What's the point?" she shrugged pathetically.
"By the sun, wrong pill," he hoof/claw-palmed.
"Maybe all this insanity is good for an insane world, you know?" she sighed. "I mean, what else would we expect? A government that knows what it's doing? Yeah right..."
"Let me go find you a better pill..." Discord said grudgingly.
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If one of you is worried about history being based on the Internet, remind the other that real life still exists and you have the capacity to enter it and engage with others.
8019768 Well, that would be true, but you must realize that now the internet culture has intertwined with the real life culture. Hillary Clinton solidified that by making Pepe a white nationalist symbol remember? Pepe will certainly make the history books.
And also, just because you are interacting with the real world doesn't mean you're not interacting with the internet culture. More often then not, you see the internet culture around your real life. Tshirts, clothes, language, and other things. Heck, a guy in my Composition II class wears a "Chemicals turn the frogs gay" shirt! So escaping it is not going to do anything. The force of the political shift is going to happen whether you interact with it or not.
So yes, real life exists, woopdedoo. But the thing is, right now in the realm of some of the most vital topics of today, the internet's silly culture is all too prevalent. Trump, the most powerful man on earth, communicates to the world via Twitter. One could even argue that Trump winning was due to the internet "memeing" him into the White House. The battleground of culture wars and politics have now taken the form of memes and inside jokes. Debating the other side has now transitioned to making dank memes of the other side. Hilarious, but can be disturbing at the same time. No longer are formal debates being had, only pictures with six-worded captions.
My brother works in the news. Everyday he must research the new topics of the day. The real world is what he must write scripts about for the anchors to tell the audience. Every bit of media is with a tinge of propaganda. Be it for the right wing or the left.
He may find it disturbing, but I'm enjoying the heck out of it. I'm all for Kekistani to become an actual ethnicity. But the the thing, such an ethnicity of internet trolls becoming an actual real world ethnic group is the kind of thing that makes my brother facepalm.
And don't forget about the CIA #Vault7 allegedly having a "meme warfare center" to control the ideologies of people.
Cue Discord fixing the problem in 3, 2, 1. He is not going to be happy that this is hurting his dear friend and he gets dangerous when that happens.
8019851 And by that logic, calling us "bigots" would be correct as we only insult people who come up with alternatives other than our own.
Trust me, those who simply call leftists "crybabies" are just as idiotic as the people they insult. The anti-Liberals don't need such people to express opinions. It will only make us look more like bullies, don't ya think?
At this point, I rather pity the young liberals rather than insult them. From the time I started this story to now, I've learned a lot about my peers. Young Liberals just grow up in an echo chamber and need to be "red-pilled." And sometimes simply insulting them or mocking them is going to make them cling harder to the things they know or think they understand.
So yeah, they whine and complain about the darnest of things, but I still agree with Fluttershy's point. It isn't helping. People stuck in the middle are just going to hate either side, or as it often happens, get hated so much by the leftists that they go to the right-wing side just to retaliate.
"Rainbow Dash went out to start a cult that worships a cartoon frog and guess what?!?!? In this world, she can do that! Soon there will be a whole ethnicity that praises some god that spawns from pure tomfoolery!"
Shadilay my fellow kekistani brothers and sisters!
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Oh my, you're actually close to understanding. We'll have to keep a closer eye on you.
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The network heads won't be pleased if humanity finds out the truth again! Earth could be re-cancelled!
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(But seriously, there is more truth to the notion than you realize. Just not a joke. An experiment, so to speak.)
8020095 Then I suggest we start beating them.
When parents did that more often, most kids learned their lessons.
We can simply say we're 'foster parents'... which would fit with the beatings.
8019875 Excessive levels of contraceptive hormones found in some city water (only a tiny amount is absorbed by those using the hormones, the rest is eliminated in waste) released into water ways doesn't make the frogs 'gay'... it alters their entire neuroendocrine development and leads to ambiguous genitalia and all manner of other birth defects.
I should also note that the levels are high enough to affect human embryonic development and current water treatment cannot remove these hormones from the water.
Fortunately for me, I use water from a deep and pristine well in the Pine Barrens! It only has good old-fashioned toxic waste and radiation!
Also, Trollface is the one truly running things behind the scenes.
8043648 Yeah, I love Steven Crowder, so it's obvious what I based it on.