“…drinking unicorn giggles…”

Realism may not be sexy, but the writing sure is:

I’m of the opinion that realism on the surface doesn’t possess nearly as much appeal as that of the bleeding-heart lefty. At university, the girls don’t generally fall at the feet of the realist and his carefully-constructed arguments based on historical proof and empirical accountability. Even saying that is boring. Instead, folks love the passionate vitriol of mass-empathy, revolution of the world. The people surging against the ‘man’ in one big powerful wave. Nobody has to work ever again. We can all live in peace and harmony, drinking unicorn giggles while we poke our former bourgeois overlords in the eye.

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