Manipulating language is all the rage
The dictatorship of Victim Status
We’re all being taken for a train ride.
As the fog thickens,
They give us crew cuts,
Masks, and tattoos.
Whenever we’re not going through tunnels
The ride is always obscured by fog anyway,
The fog of reverse discrimination,
The fog of inclusive newspeak,
The fog of irrational fear,
The fog of manufactured pandemics.
As we await the final station
Big Brother will appear
Controlling one and all
As Pawns and Puppets
In his Great Society.
Welcome to Big Brother’s Great Society.
For this post, I have decided yet again to depict a dystopian society, for which fog is always quite an exceptionally apt metaphor. Today’s ..tonight’s technically considering I started it so late..theme is Fog.