You’re probably sick of this by now but, what can I say, these things keep happening.
We have news.
Last month, we travelled to *redacted* to see *redacted*. Whilst we were there, we were hoping to meet *redacted* as I am a big fan of *redacted*. Sadly, *redacted* wasn’t there. We are going to *redacted* again this month and have just been told that *redacted* will be there this time and is up for doing an interview. Oh, *redacted*, you beautiful *redacted*. I am so very excited.
That’s three big interviews we have this month. No, four! We have *redacted* who does *redacted*, *redacted* who is a *redacted*, *redacted* and now *redacted*! We are so very lucky to have all these *redacted* people!
In other news, *redacted* has *redacted* in *redacted* and has been *redacted*.
Error. Error. Error. Error. Error. Error.
This blog and its contents, including present, past and future posts have been redacted. Too many secrets were being revealed and posed a threat to national security. Possibly. We are not sure but since Ed Snowden we are a little twitchy.
Christopher does not really have a lot to say but he does like typing the word ‘redacted.’ You would have thought, given how many times it has been used in this post, he would have just copied the first time it was used and pasted after that.
For the foreseeable future, Christopher will not be handling this blog. It will be us, the nameless hive entity who encourages you all to keep your secrets to yourself. Chances are no-one is interested anyway.
Here is a *redacted*.
Christopher here. I do not have much time so let’s get to it. Here is a poem.
The deep white glow of the screen
shrouds me. One quiet click
deafening in the absence
of everything else bar
That click opens up a infinite source of hatred,
bile, poison, vitriolic representations
of the worst of humanity.
Hashtag Ugly Slut,
You should kill yourself
You deserve to die
I hope you get raped
I fucked your mother
your unborn children
I hope they get aids
No blacks allowed
Britain for British
We’re racist, we’re racist
Ideologies that just make no sense
yet impact on the most susceptible
to the moronocity of the 99%
Moronocity, by the way,
is the speed at which fucking
awful, ridiculous, abhorrent thoughts
move towards us which,
thanks to fibre-optics,
is pretty fucking quick indeed.
They have a thought and by the time
they have had time to not process
how evil it is,
it is being seen by thousands of people.
Twitter has a spell-check.
It should have a cretin-check.
‘Does this tweet contain any thoughts
that would be seen by many as disgusting,
racist, sexist, disablist, homophobic,
transphobic, misogynistic, androgynistic,
Tweet deleted. User blocked.
All of this bile vomits itself into the sancity
of my deep white glow
and I weep a single tear of vehemence
for the fall of humanity
Christopher again. If you do not hear from me, send help.