Dear Re@der,
Until the next hack.
_jy0^h.n
I recen^ly st@r^ed w@^ching Mr. Robot and l0ved every epis0de. The h@cks, the ^heme, the ch@r@c^ers, the de^@ils, the ^hrill, the p@r@n0ia, the suspense, the direc^i0n, the scrip^, the music, the d@rkness of the sh0w and of c0urse Elliot. N0t to f0rge^ the E@s^er eggs, the hidden mess@ges, the twis^s and turns. Mr. Robot has bec0me my new f@v0ri^e TV sh0w and is se^^ing the trend in @udience eng@gement.
There are tw0 p@rticul@r m0n0l0gues that I especi@lly enj0yed in the sh0w. Elliot's m0n0l0gue on org@nized religi0n and Mr. Robot's m0n0l0gue on c0nsumerism. I've repr0duced the tr@nscript and vide0 of b0th bel0w, to remind myself of h0w p0werful and relev@nt these mess@ges are in t0day's w0rld.
C@n't wait for the next se@s0n to begin. What do you ^hink will be ti^le of the next epis0de?
Until the next hack.
_jy0^h.n
Mr. Robot - eps2.1_k3rnel-pan1c.ksd
Is that what God does? He helps? Tell me, why didn’t God
help my innocent friend who died for no reason while the guilty ran
free?
Okay. Fine. Forget the one-offs. How about the countless wars declared in His name?
Okay.
Fine. Let’s skip the random, meaningless murder for a second, shall we?
How about the racist, sexist, phobia soup we’ve all been drowning in
because of Him?
And I’m not just talking about Jesus. I’m talking about all
organized religion. Exclusive groups created to manage control. A
dealer getting people hooked on the drug of hope. His followers, nothing
but addicts who want their hit of bullshit to keep their dopamine of
ignorance.
Addicts. Afraid to believe the truth. That there’s no
order. There’s no power. That all religions are, just metastasizing mind
worms, meant to divide us so it’s easier to rule us by the charlatans
that wanna run us. All we are to them are paying fanboys of their
poorly-written sci-fi franchise.
If I don’t listen to my imaginary
friend, why the fuck should I listen to yours? People think their
worship is some key to happiness. That’s just how He owns you. Even I’m
not crazy enough to believe that distortion of reality.
So fuck God. He’s not a good enough scapegoat for me.
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Mr. Robot - eps1.9_zer0-day.avi
Is any of it real? I mean look at this. Look at it. A world built on fantasy.
Synthetic emotions in the form of pills. Psychological warfare in the
form of advertising. Mind-altering chemicals in the form of food.
Brainwashing seminars in the form of media. Controlled isolated bubbles
in the form of social networks.
Real? You wanna talk about reality? We haven’t lived in anything remotely close to it since the turn of the century.
Turn it off, take out the batteries, snacked on a bag of GMOs while we tossed the remnants in the
ever-expanding Dumpster of the human condition. We live in branded
houses trademarked by corporations built on bipolar numbers jumping up
and down on digital displays, hypnotizing us into the biggest slumber mankind has ever seen.
You’d have to dig pretty deep, kiddo, before you can find anything real. We live in a kingdom of bullshit. A kingdom you've lived in for far too
long. So don't tell me about not being real. I'm no less real than the
fucking beef patty in your Big Mac.