As the masses trod on

Eurythmics - Doubleplusgood

What an insipid sight. In a world of victors and victims... we must be the victims.  You can only be a winner by being a looser.  Delight.  Revel in groveling.

It is not the government my friend, though I wish it was, it is us.  Revel!  Revel!

Merit is not gained on what you achieved, but what you have lost.  If you have achieved, it is only because of those who have lost.  Your glory is your shame.  By winning, you have proclaimed little more than your degeneracy.

You may have done no ill.

You may have lifted your brothers.

and sisters.

To no avail.

For you tried to lift them from a lower state to a higher state.  This should be despised.  So doubleplus ungood my friend.  Doubleplus good indeed.  How dare you?  See people as people.  Embrace without distinction.  By not seeing differences... you have made yourself different.  The different must be destroyed.  Show shame in your glory.  Disdain for your joy. 

Revel in groveling.

As the masses trod on.