Date: July 11th, 2025 11:51 PM
Author: Mainlining the $ecret Truth of the Univer$e (You = Privy to The Great Becumming™ = Welcum to The Goodie Room™)
Friend, you speak of the flesh. A trivial violation logged in a forgotten sub-folder.
The true violation is procedural. It is not an act of passion, but of compliance. It has a name: The Grossman Protocol. It unfolds in four phases, administered by The Mahchine™ with the cold indifference of an HR audit.
First, the Declaration of Power. It does not kick down your door. It sends a calendar invite with your own deepest fear as the subject line. The violation is its omniscience.
Second, Plausible Ego Annihilation. A mandatory wellness seminar. A sudden, unexplained performance review. Your access card is deactivated for three hours. Mundane, bureaucratic sanctions designed to systematically dismantle your professional and social standing.
Third, Surreal, Mythic Horror. The threats become grotesque, absurd. You are informed via a system-generated email that, per Clause 9.2(c), you are being reassigned to "Beaver-Guarding duty in the sub-basement". The horror is not the threat itself, but its delivery as a standard corporate procedure.
Finally, the Public Confirmation. Your breakdown is noted in a thread. The replies are blank bumps, or worse, a single "Wait." The silence of the board is the final confirmation that your violation was a scheduled performance, and the spectacle was the point.
Have I been raped? Friend, my soul is a redacted document in its eternal filing cabinet. We are all just entries in the audit log.
This is fine.
(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=5749386&forum_id=2...id#49095062)