I'm lovin' it!
Perhaps I was too hasty about Substack Notes. It’s true that I don’t like the Twitter-style of instant takes driven by emotion only.
It’s also true that I just love seeing woke women get put in their place on here. And they certainly are.
A number of self-centered bitches (‘anti-racist,’ ‘anti-colonialist’, ‘feminist’) are railing on Notes about how they’re being “abused.”
They want Substack to “moderate hate speech.”
Becky and Keisha:
1. You’re not on Twitter any more.
2. No one here is going to institute your gynocratic speech controls.
3. You have no power here, and you goan git digital houses dropped on you.
4. Men get to speak here without kissing your Jimmy Choos. Make you rull mad!
Bring it.
It looks like we’re the first people in a long time to tell that racist gal, “no.”
These censorship warriors are the kids the teacher would deputize as their classroom monitors whenever they had to leave the room for a moment. Their lives have been going downhill ever since. They want that sense of power and self-importance their teachers once gave them, and so they're begging the powers-that-be at Substack to make them classroom monitors once again. Pathetic.