The problem with echo chambers
Is that ideas are like people
They come together & birth new ideas
So, when you’re somewhere
Where everyone says the same thing
Incestuous ideas mutate
Into disgusting abominations
Which resemble nothing of its ancestors
…
You see it in social justice a lot
People who isolate themselves from the real world
& feed themselves absurd caricatures of the world
So much so that they can’t function in society
As now they view every action as an attack on “Me”
Because “Me” is all that they can think about & see
& so, they don’t see the clear hypocrisy
Of them telling me I can’t do something
Just because the color of my skin is white
Or that the penis in my pants means
I support the patriarchal plight
♡Sugar☆World☮ 