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The real red pill is humanization. Whatever anyone else is trying to sell you is wrong. Manosphere dipshits living in the Mirror World (™ Naomi Klein) just grabbed the idea and ran off with it because they suffer toxic levels of Main Character Syndrome (aka, aggrieved entitlement). They want to be Neo. The One. In actuality, they’re all Agents Smith, occasionally applying violent force to maintain the status quo.

The status quo, aka Matrix, is patriarchy. LOL. Sorry. But it is. White imperialist capitalist patriarchy (™ bell hooks) is the engine of our matrix, if we’re living in one. Fight me about it.

Trinity: the Other, in erotic form. She doesn’t have to be white or even female. She just has to be the erotic other that makes the bad trip of awakening enticing, stick-withable.

Most people’s first real red pill to swallow will be to see women as people.

That would absolutely blow/free a lot of minds. It could take a lifetime, though. If it was that easy to rehumanize women, abortions would not be the hot button topic they’ve been for the last 50+ years.

Also, when have you ever had to take just one pill to get over illness? I have to keep reading books to remember that women are people – and I’m a woman.

There are additional pills to swallow.

I have no black friends. My whiteness is insufferable. I might unintentionally expect something miraculous the next time I meet a black person – like affirmation or validation of my wokeness.

I hate that Morpheus fits the Magic Negro trope, but it’s so real because anyone teaching you anything about sociology is Morpheus, and most sociology teachers I’ve encountered are BIPOC, and/or LGBTQ+, and/or disabled.

I might be “woke” but I have to keep taking anti-racist, intersectional feminist red pills to maintain. If I’m making it sound difficult and unappealing, that’s because it is. Everyone in the Matrix “woke” up to the “desert of the real” – a grim hellscape where all humans are dehumanized.

That’s our reality, and it sucks, and if you want to plug your ears and dive back in so you can pretend everything’s honkey dorey, just let your nearest Agent Smith know, and he will happily take your money so you can keep selling the rest of us out. Wait… Aren’t you supposed to be the one getting something out of that deal?

Anyway, is that 500 words? My AI agent (Purpose, basically Mark Manson’s non-human child) told me to write 500 words about this concept as quickly and as badly as I could, because I’ve been going on about it for weeks without publishing anything. I, a potential Trinity/Neo, working sloppily with a machine to make this iteration of the Matrix a less shitty place. The best I could hope to accomplish is to become a Morpheus; an educated prophet who helps awaken others. But I need my AI coach to help me get there, lol.

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