I’ve offended a bunch of Social Justice Warriors by disagreeing with the manner in which they express things, although ironically, not with their core argument. They fail to see this, however, and deem I must be punished as a dissenter. After pouncing on me with cat-like quickness, they pin me down and one of them blows on an enchanted whistle. A herd of unicorns forms from beams of sunshine and come running over. They surround me, turn their butts toward me, and begin farting out rainbows. “NOOOOO!!!” I scream. Each blast of technicolor strips away a little more of my masculinity and critical-thinking ability. The SJWs are chortling amongst themselves, lauding each other for their militaristic opposition to any form of concise thought. Hard-gained muscle flies off my body as the blast of rainbows continues. Out of desperation, I rip my arm free of an SJW and open my eReader to Echo. Magic flash. Suddenly, the REAL DEAL Social Justice Warriors—Motha duckin’ Justice League, fools!—busts through a wall. I expect them to take it easy on the SJWs, but a collective cry of outrage erupts from their lips, and they begin beating SJW ass like there’s no tomorrow. Apparently, they’re a little pissed that SJWs have co-opted an important piece of their team name. Wonder Woman lassoes me, pulls me in, and cops a feel. Then she slings me over her shoulder and flies off, informing me that she’ll need to thoroughly molest me in order to restore my manhood.
Forget social justice…remember what REAL justice looks like! (it always involves the Dark Knight beating the snot out of some poor mouth-breather). AND…defend yourself from unicorn farts. Get Echo Vol. 1 on Kindle here: Vol. 1 on Kindle. Vol. 2 on Kindle here: Vol.2 on Kindle Vol. 3 on Kindle here: Vol. 3 on Kindle