What I Learned About Socialism From Reddit
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Say what you will about former chairman of the Chinese Communist Party
Mao Zedong, the dude bagged a lot of chicks.
Sure, he often did so while married, had to be treated for several
venereal diseases as a result, and started sleeping with a girl when she
was 14, but that’s beside the point — what’s important is the dude was a
magnet for hot Asian ass, with an alluring “start stripping or I’ll kill
your family” kind of charm, and while many of his people may have been
starving, the same can’t be said for homeboy in the bedroom. This makes
communism cool. Obviously.
Today, Mao’s horny spirit lives on in the form of Hasan Piker, avid
reader of the deceased dictator and macho poster boy of the DSA movement
sweeping across the country. As socialists currently attempt to convince
us they’re undergoing a “Woke 2” evolution — out with the Karen
aesthetics of a blue-haired chick screaming her pronouns, in with the
Chad aesthetics of a jacked straight guy calling for your assets to be
seized to fund third-world fraud — Hasan has become something of a
socialist brand ambassador, campaigning with DSA candidates everywhere
from Michigan to New York City.
Oh, and these candidates are winning, too. Not just elections, but also
the hearts and minds of young people. The question remains, though: what
do these ascendent socialists actually believe? And more importantly:
could understanding their ideology help me unlock the secret to becoming
an ultramasculine, commie pussy slayer like Hasan and Mao?
I decided to find out by going on Reddit, a website for people who
definitely have a lot of sex. There, a popular subreddit called
“r/Socialism_101” teaches 76,000 weekly visitors the basics of the
ideology by “provid[ing] answers and tools for an early contact with
socialist thought,” while also redirecting many of its visitors to the
work of popular influencers like Hasan and the Marxist YouTuber Hakim.
A sample query found on the subreddit: how do I convince people I’m not
“jealous” of Ellon (sic) Musk?
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Following a thorough investigation, here’s what I discovered in my quest
to become an absolute virile f*ck machine learn more about a burgeoning
political movement in America.
I tried to begin my education with an open mind about socialism, but it
turns out, old assumptions are harder to shake than I expected. For
example: being the clueless idiot that I am, I assumed things like
“famines” that result in “high death counts” numbering in the “tens of
millions” were bad.
Thankfully, my first lesson in Socialism 101 dispensed with that silly
notion immediately — famines, I discovered, are simply a “gotcha” used
by normie libs to malign the good name of Saint Karl Marx.
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Clearly, there was much for me to learn. But if I wasn’t already
confused during our socialist history class, our socialist vocabulary
lesson would prove to be even more mystifying.
There, a fellow student asked: is it “ableist” to use words like
“stupid” and “crazy” while we go about our business liberating the
proletariat?
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‘Lmao no you stupid Reddit idiot,’ was my first thought, followed by
‘who cares, get to the part where we learn how to scoop up chicks.’ But
to my surprise, our socialist instructors preached patience, and agreed
with our comrade here that we must be careful with our words.
“I’d be in favor of pushing to get people to remove them from our
vocabulary,” explained one insightful socialist thought leader on the
subreddit. He (forgive me for gender-assuming, sensei) went on to add
that “misogyny-aligned” terms should be removed from our lexicon as
well, and that if we must resort to insults, we should use phrases that
“punch up instead of down.”
Some examples he lists: “Nepo baby,” “dick cheese”, or my personal
favorite, “anal fissure.”
I was now equipped with a quiver of new, socialist-approved,
disability-friendly insults to use the next time some dumb bitch —
sorry, “intellectually impaired anal fissure” — cuts me off in traffic.
But I wasn’t ready to start making like Mao just yet. In fact, my next
lesson would prove to completely upend everything I thought I knew about
this ideology.
You see folks, while socialists fight hard to “stand up for the
proletariat” by demanding the forced redistribution of wealth and
private property… it turns out, they don’t actually care about these
humble, everyday, blue-collar workers (lmao ok maybe this part wasn’t
actually that revealing).
Instead, many socialists today have grown “disillusioned” by the working
class — and precisely because of their aforementioned “ableist,”
“misogynistic” vocabulary and otherwise crass, chud-like mannerisms.
Case in point: another instructor by the name of “MinutePomegranate587”
told a story about a pair of construction workers who made fun of
Pomegranate’s tote bag, calling it a “purse.” This story and its many
helpful lessons are worth reposting below — not to demonstrate what an
out-of-touch dweeb Professor Pomegranate is, but so that you all may be
enlightened, as I have been, about what socialism today is really all about:
"I need to vent, because I’m honestly vibrating with anxiety and
frustration right now.
Like most of you, I identify as a socialist. I read theory, I
support unions, and I genuinely believe in dismantling capitalist
structures. But lately, I am finding it harder and harder to advocate
for the actual members of the working class, because, let’s be honest,
so many of them are completely steeped in toxic masculinity and
reactionary, anti-progressive attitudes.
I was at the local café down the street from my apartment this
morning, trying to get some grading/reading done before logging into my
remote job. It was raining, so I had my umbrella. I also happen to carry
a canvas tote bag from my university’s literature department.
Two construction workers in high-vis vests came in. They were
incredibly loud, taking up way too much physical space, and completely
ignoring the unspoken social contract of quiet morning spaces. I was
already feeling a bit overstimulated.
As they walked past my table, one of them looked at my tote bag,
then at my umbrella, and said, entirely unprovoked, “Hey buddy, careful
with that umbrella, don’t want it getting caught on your purse.”
It was a “joke,” I guess. “Playful” teasing. But it felt so deeply
coded in gender policing and fragile heteronormativity…
How are we supposed to build solidarity with people who actively
despise our values? I’m starting to feel like the actual proletariat has
zero interest in progress. They don’t want a socialist utopia; they just
want to eat meat, drive giant trucks, and make fun of people who read
books."
Powerful. All Pomegranate wanted to do was dismantle capitalist
structures from the comfort of his local cafe… and these meat-eating
brutes have the nerve to make a playful joke about a tote bag he got
from the university literature department? Needless to say, being a
socialist today is clearly a thankless endeavor (other than all the
pussy you get, of course).
While I still had a long way to go before becoming an expert on the
subject, my time spent on r/Socialism_101 — one of the most popular
socialist think spaces on the internet, where many more (insane) lessons
like the ones shared above are posted by a steady stream of Redditors on
a daily basis — had at least given me a cursory understanding of the
nature and laws governing socialist thought today. This includes: mass
starvation isn’t that bad, using the word “dumb” is ableist, and the
“proletariat” we claim to be fighting for actually kinda suck.
After a careful review of my notes, and a few spritzes of cologne on my
Che Guevara T-shirt and literature department tote bag, it was time to
head to the local dive bar full of working-class, meathead idiots and
put my socialist rizz to the test:
‘Sup bitches — I mean, uh, heteronormative cisgendered birthing persons
— are we in one of those fake, overblown famines or do you always look
that fit?’
— Riley Nork