Kid Rock Shot Cans of Bud Light.
How is this a W for MAGA?
“I am my conscience. I am not conscious.” Arguing about lame-ass topics has become normalized and unbearable, and the internet does this by design. The deranged freaks who invest all their time forming takes on the culture war feel like they are accomplishing something, broadcasting their opinions off into the ether. It hampers their ability to affect any sort of change in their life or community; the immediate issues are swapped out for meaningless artifacts of the corporate media landscape.
Bud Light is trans now and getting boycotted? Pour your case down the drain. Light beer is good for summer day drinking, and I don’t care enough to defend it. Kid Rock and all these other gormless right-wing choads are just buying Bud Light and filming it and giving them free advertising. These are 50-something-year-old men who would miss their daughter’s talent show performance because they were too busy napalming the neighborhood supply of Betty Crocker pansexual pancake mix.
Black Little Mermaid? Sorry about your ginger erasure, but I don’t watch movies for children and I’m not starting now.
That black basketball chick made a hand gesture and it was offensive? But it’s racist to say that because some white chick made the gesture first? But it’s still bad because the first chick was mean to Jill Bi... I have no opinion on the matter. I don’t watch women’s college basketball—hell, I don't even watch men’s college basketball—and nobody pretended to until social media users found a new avenue for their sick argument fetish.
These arguments aren’t even about anything interesting. If confronted with [INSERT TOPIC OF THE WEEK], take either the absurdist position that’s hard to argue against, or play dumb. Some people will still absolutely need to eke out your opinions so they can judge you, but deep down, they know how pathetic it is to be emotionally invested in this shit. The second you let them know you don’t share their disease, they shrivel up in shame.