I signed up for trove.com and my brief struggle to understand has once again led to a critique about relevance. I quit.
I give up, and I'm throwing in the towel, because I don't even know what lack of relevance means when all I am doing is archiving articles. I'm going to surrender my rights next week, and let the state do what it wants with my wrenched frame. See you. (And no, I don't know if I'm sulking or serious, but canceled both my free trove account and my digital subscription to Wapo. I am a bit burned out and tired of the growing power of affirmative homosexuality, and whatever its divergence of viewpoints, Wapo's correspondents just gurgle with affirmative gay identity, which turns me purple because of my subordination to my former supervisor, so I have veered off of my push back against this tidal wave for the time being.)
I do not have healthy sexual fantasies anymore, but heavily redacted discussing this in detail because whatever the subversive nature of that lifelong masochism can be as droll as terrorism, which already has its own syntax in satirical diatribes.
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