TRIGGER WARNING:
This unintended work of satire was created during a prolonged typing
accident when my fingertips repeatedly slipped on a greasy keyboard.
Anyone wishing to comment should do so in reverse order of privilege.
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Social justice avenger,
Joshua McIntosh, doesn't want to take away your Christmas presents.
He just wants to replace them with better ones.
Speaking from a red
leatherette-clad booth in the San Francisco-based 'Progressive Stack
Pancake House' (where the burned and misshapen pancakes are eaten
first) the blandly-featured poster-boy for the social justice
movement said:
“Every year Santa Claus
emerges from his Arctic bolt-hole and embarks upon a one day global
campaign that strikes at the heart of social justice, handing out
gifts to children that legitimise the concepts of misogyny and
intolerance.
“Even his favoured mode
of delivery, entering homes via a tight, sooty chimney before jamming
as many presents as possible into a stocking, is a thinly-veiled gang
rape metaphor.
Well, not tonight. Not on
my watch.”
Clenching his jaw,
McInotsh added darkly:
“It ends here.”
McIntosh, who gained his
undisclosed super powers following accidental exposure to a massive
dose of white liberal guilt, recently changed his name to Joshua to
disguise his true identity.
He continued:
“Santa can instinctively
tell whether a child has been naughty or nice. Yet he is more than
happy to deliver presents that are likely to encourage naughtiness in
children. Wouldn't it be better for everyone if we simply removed
this choice between being good or bad?”
“Tonight I shall follow
closely in Santa's footsteps and remove any unsuitable gifts that he
leaves behind. Any present that I decide is inappropriate will be
replaced by a Social Justice Clementine – a small, juicy orange
bearing a positive message such as 'Check your privilege twice. Don't
be naughty, just be nice,' written on the peel in black permanent
marker.
“Recipients of Social
Justice Clementines should note that the toxic chemicals from the
marker pen do tend to seep through the porous peel, rendering the
fruit inedible. Do not eat them. Instead hang them up in a safe space
and contemplate their universal message of tolerance.”
Asked whether there were
sufficient Social Justice Clementines to meet with the expected high
demand, McIntosh replied:
“We held a Kickstarter
earlier in the year and raised in excess of $160,000 to support
production. However, even working flat out since March, so far, we
have only been able to produce two Social Justice Clementines. It
remains a possibility that some children may have to go without a
Christmas present this year.”
Asked whether he thought
breaking into homes and looting Christmas presents might been
regarded by some as unethical, McIntosh responded that he saw no
moral dilemma, adding that he would be wearing special glasses that
blurred out the faces of sleeping children.
A spokesperson for the
McIntosh Foundation - a non-profit charitable division of McIntosh
Enterprises – said:
“Regardless of what that
coin-tossing, two-faced lawyer, Mike Cernovich, may believe, Joshua
isn't going to take your Christmas presents away. All he is doing is
replacing them with something of equal, if not greater, value: the
gift of social justice, which is a gift to the whole world.
“We checked the law
books and legally your Christmas presents aren't yours until you
check the box on the gift tag stating that you have understood the
mutable, unspoken terms and conditions attached to each item.”
Krampus - a malevolent
goat-like demon from European folklore, who identifies himself as an
anti-Christmas activist and occasional eater of children, said:
“While I may be a
monster, Joshua McIntosh is quite obviously and objectively a massive
terminal douche. When I stuff wicked children into my sack on
Christmas Eve, I at least have the decency to make sure they have a portable games console
to keep them entertained during the long journey back to hell.”
14 year old,
self-identified gamer, Bradley ' the dude' Castle, from Norfolk,
said: “If McIntosh thinks he can replace my new PS4 with a
clementine he's got another thing coming. I'll be waiting in the
front room with a pillowcase full of oranges. Let's see how that
plays out you fucking dick.”
Castle added:
“Merry Christmas to all
you mother fuckers. Except for my maths teacher, Mr Rowley. He can go
fuck himself.”