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Jack Raped Jill Up The Hill, and nobody believes her.

Each time we look away all the people around us, every single one with no exception, start to have sex with the person nearest them whether willing or not. And if we were to look back at them, they’d pretend it never happened. And we know it’s going on, but as long as we’re not having sex they won’t reveal themselves having sex. The only way to gain their trust is through imitation. One must undergo a symbolic ritual of imitating the sexual act in order to see them doing the sexual act.

Isn’t that weird? Why is that? It’s like a seventh sense! Super meta monk mumbo jumbo. “You must first be the fucker to see the fucker.” And its existence is air, we feel it and never see it. It goes unseen for so long we’re eventually inside it without knowing we got there. It’s too late by then, we’re stuck in the loop ourselves and we’re either guilty and unwilling to admit it or the victims and the suppression is louder than our shouts.

It’s sad when a celebrity does it because in reality it’s only a stage act, a distraction. They’re jesters meant to entertain. The accuser in that instant is assured attention and emotional support, those are the easy cases. Those people will get paid, their names will be on magazines and television. And it happens to drag us away from the fact that this ritualized closed curtain sex is happening in our own towns, in our own families, our churches, our government, our military and our schools. If they’re not famous we don’t really care. We’re apathetic towards those we’ve never seen before. If we like what they do, on the other hand, then we have something to say about it.

What strange creatures we are. We tell ourselves we’re not fine with any of it and occasionally even get loud but we behave as if we have no other choice other than to be okay with it.

Human’s love to know they know people other people know. And they love to let other people know they know the same people those other people know. And then everything else about reality is based on that.