First they came for the Nobel laureates, and I did not speak out, because I was a new PhD with a handful of papers.
Then they came for the titled gentry, and I did not speak out, because I ride the bus.
Then they came for the millionaires, and I did not speak out, because I don’t have dental coverage.
Then they came for the bestselling authors, and I did not speak out, because I write fanfiction on my blog.
Then they came for the people with over a million Twitter followers, and I did not speak out, because I have 973.
Then they started to wonder what good it did to “come for” these people, since everyone they came for was still rich and powerful.
Then I spoke out, because, honestly… Phrasing!
If you’re complaining about a “Twitter lynch mob,” you may already be an asshole.
Content note: Lightweight recreational drug use. Spells of melancholy. Video-game references written by a nongamer. At least one moment that is quintessential Somerville, Mass. Past Daria/Tom; past Jane/Tom; past Jodie/Mack; past Daria/a few OCs; current Tom/OC; current Trent/OC.
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Present Day. Present Time.
— Serial Experiments Lain
Are dolphins making self-glorifying edits on Wikipedia?
Cetacean needed, next on #SickSadWorld!
Content note: Realist beginning of an eventual fantasy. Mentions of infidelity, depression, consensual kink. Past Daria/OC; past Jane/OC; offscreen Quinn/OC.
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