What happens in the head of a normal man when he on a daily basis is faced with the injustices and the contradictions of the world?
What happens when an average working Joe once again through his media of choice is reminded of how much and how often honest and righteous men are savagely kicked in the balls by the steel-toed boots of the ruthless and uncaring machinations of the people in power?
What happens when a man, who considers himself and the people he socializes himself with on a daily basis sensible, starts to notice that the world around him is filled with people whose choices and opinions make the ramblings of drugged-up lobotomized asylum inmates flinging feces at each other feel like a sensible alternative?
What is this man, who is torn between his desire drain the stinking bog that is the Internet of idiots and to drop some 50-something megaton truth H-bombs on the world and his realization of the impotence of his own limited knowledge and chronic impostor syndrome, to do?
That man needs an outlet.
That man is me.
And that outlet is here.