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But Mom… Not her. Mom is still Mom, isn’t she? Somewhere deep down? Trapped in her own body? There has to be a scrap of sanity left, just a glimmer of common sense
Noah has felt so isolated from his family—his own mother—ever since she tumbled down the rabbit hole. Whatever crawled back up isn’t Mom anymore.
It started off with small things. Tiny cracks in her civility.
Listening to this shit gives Noah a headache. He can’t think straight. Just the way Fax likes it.
What the fuck what the fuck what the ffffuuuuuuuuuck is happening
It’s like some hostile hijacking of their personalities. Jesus, their humanity.
Invasion of the Parent ...
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Let there be light…
He feels like a helpless little boy again, desperate to make sense out of the senseless.
He doesn’t—can’t—understand what is happening, only that it is, it is most definitely happening—to him—by his mommymommyyyyy.
This is distilled insanity.
The monster in his father.
This is too much, far too fucking much, for one human being to handle.
It just isn’t human. None of this is human. Human beings don’t do this sort of thing. This is monstrous. This is wrong.
adult, a parent now himself—well, he feels like a child all over again. A lost little boy.
Their chyron flashes BREAKING NEWS, but isn’t news always breaking nowadays? Isn’t the news all broken by now? Smashed to bits?
There’s been another shooting. Jesus, how many is that this year?
“It would appear that there is—there is some kind of—I don’t know—some kind of mass hysteria happening.
The Great Reawakening is finally here. Heaven help us. Half of us, at least.
I probably shouldn’t be clicking on this, should I?
Pissed-off pigs wallowing in their own shitty discourse. Asher felt like he needed a bath if he stayed on the channel for more than a few minutes. The absolute oiliness of their banter. Unapologetic xenophobia. Blond-haired bigotry getting passed off as news. Who did Fax think they were they kidding with this crap? Half the country, apparently.
Just aimless anger. Anger at what they’re doing in the public schools. Anger at the libraries. Anger at vaccination mandates. Anger at—at— Jesus, anger at just about everything.
The sirens of Instagram.
You have entered a world you no longer recognize. The life you knew before? The one held together by a social contract and laws? Held together with a paper-thin skin of morality? Of humanity? Yeah, that world no longer exists. Not anymore.
because of course you wouldn’t last that long in the apocalypse. Fucking of course. So you just close your eyes and stand there.
This just in: We are receiving new information here and it, uh…well, it seems to suggest we’re dealing with some fucked-up shit.
Your parents were stuck at home, feeding their minds on a steady diet of conservative cable news and now they are… Whatever this is.
You cling to these concepts of compassion and empathy and goodwill, but they’re all slipping through your fingers, they are burning up before your very eyes, they are evaporating faster than you can breathe the fumes of human kindness into your lungs for one last hit of brotherly love.
“Mommy went down a rabbit hole…What crawled back up isn’t Mommy anymore.”
Large groups of people throughout the United States are banding together in some messed-up mob mentality. They have collectively lost their goddamn minds.
A meme for the mind.
A switch. That’s what it feels like. Somebody flipped a switch in America and now all these people are going batshit.
So…like, how do you give an exorcism to the whole country?
These people just want to belong. Fit in. So they pick a pandemic. Like it’s all just another fucking clique.
We’re just going to keep dancing, dancing, dancing…as the world burns down.
If there’s any coming back from this, if the switch gets flipped and your racist, xenophobic, transphobic, Islamophobic, fucking-everything-phobic family snaps out of it, they’re gonna be all like, “Oh, you can’t hold me accountable for what happened…I was possessed.” Fuck that. And fuck you for letting it happen in the first place.
I’m sure your racist grandmother was a lovely person back in the day, baking her apple pies or whatever, but…I’m sorry. Look at her now. This is what happens when you let that shit fester. It’s like a dam of shit. The levee ain’t gonna hold forever.
You should have dealt with your fucked-up family when you had the chance. Now we’ve all got to deal with them. They’re our problem now. I’m not holding back.
This is not our horror story. This is your fucking horror story. An American Horror Story… But whose America, am I right?
Humanity at its worst. The hate in all of your hearts. The bitterness just finally boiled over and look what spilled out.
Demons don’t belong to political parties. They don’t register to vote. They’re not even affiliated with any one religion. The Catholics all glommed on to the idea of demonic possession because of their own sense of guilt and ran with it, but that’s just some Pazuzu-style bullshit. Yeah, but…Even now you’re trying to find a retort. But?
It’s just so goddamn laughable, isn’t it?
