Once upon a time there were three little pigs
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Once upon a time there were three little pigs
and these pigs wanted to build their homes.
The first one gathered straw
“The wolf only needs to be heard. We should hear him out, and allow his ideas to fail or succeed in the marketplace of ideas”
The second pig gathered sticks
“We shouldn’t be so extra all the time. sticks will be enough. We’ll be fine if we just integrate with the community, don’t rock the boat, and don’t stick out. “
The third pig gathered bricks, and supplies for making fire. The first two pigs started to scream
“What are you doing? that’s so crazy and paranoid. Nothing bad is going to happen, you weirdo”
The third pig didn’t listen and quietly continued to prepare
soon, the wolf arrived.
At the first pig’s house, the pig welcomed the wolf right in. “please come in, stay. This is a free speech house! Let’s talk and surely we shall reach common ground”
The wolf huffed and puffed and swallowed the first pig in one bite
at the second pig’s house, the wolf knocked at the door. “Little pig little pig, let me in”
the second pig wagged his finger “not until you take a more civil tone!”
the wolf laughed, the huffed, and he puffed, and he called the pig slurs.
And the second pig blamed trans people for forcing the wolf to do this, shortly before being quickly eaten, screaming “you should have voted for Kamala!” as he slid down the wolf’s throat
At the brick house, the wolf found the third pig inside. The walls were thick, the windows barred, the doors strong. He huffed. He puffed. But the bricks held fast.
“little piggy, let me in!”
“not by the hairs on my chinny chin chin!”
and so the wolf huffed, and puffed, and he screamed “I am being silenced by the left wing cabal, and jewish space laser that are making the frogs GAY”
The third pig’s brick walls held strong, the door stayed closed, and he
did not
feed
the wolf
“little pig, little pig, let me in!”
“not by the hairs on my chinny chin chin!”
The wolf snarled, “Coward! Extremist! Radical Antifa super soldier! Why won’t you have a reasonable debate with me like your siblings?”
From inside, the third pig called out: “They mocked me for building, and you devoured them anyway. I owe you nothing.”
The wolf tried to crawl down the chimney, but the third pig had prepared.
he poured some fluid on the coals, and lit a fire. As the wolf climbed down, he found he was too small to fit through. The wolf was trapped.
he struggled as the fire got hotter and hotter, and his flesh began to sizzle and denature.
And soon the wolf was dead.
And the third pig, relieved he was no longer going to die, posted “the wolf is dead! rest in piss!”
and the third pig was promptly fired from his university teaching job.
the end
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Once upon a time there were three little pigs
and these pigs wanted to build their homes.
The first one gathered straw
“The wolf only needs to be heard. We should hear him out, and allow his ideas to fail or succeed in the marketplace of ideas”
The second pig gathered sticks
“We shouldn’t be so extra all the time. sticks will be enough. We’ll be fine if we just integrate with the community, don’t rock the boat, and don’t stick out. “
The third pig gathered bricks, and supplies for making fire. The first two pigs started to scream
“What are you doing? that’s so crazy and paranoid. Nothing bad is going to happen, you weirdo”
The third pig didn’t listen and quietly continued to prepare
soon, the wolf arrived.
At the first pig’s house, the pig welcomed the wolf right in. “please come in, stay. This is a free speech house! Let’s talk and surely we shall reach common ground”
The wolf huffed and puffed and swallowed the first pig in one bite
at the second pig’s house, the wolf knocked at the door. “Little pig little pig, let me in”
the second pig wagged his finger “not until you take a more civil tone!”
the wolf laughed, the huffed, and he puffed, and he called the pig slurs.
And the second pig blamed trans people for forcing the wolf to do this, shortly before being quickly eaten, screaming “you should have voted for Kamala!” as he slid down the wolf’s throat
At the brick house, the wolf found the third pig inside. The walls were thick, the windows barred, the doors strong. He huffed. He puffed. But the bricks held fast.
“little piggy, let me in!”
“not by the hairs on my chinny chin chin!”
and so the wolf huffed, and puffed, and he screamed “I am being silenced by the left wing cabal, and jewish space laser that are making the frogs GAY”
The third pig’s brick walls held strong, the door stayed closed, and he
did not
feed
the wolf
“little pig, little pig, let me in!”
“not by the hairs on my chinny chin chin!”
The wolf snarled, “Coward! Extremist! Radical Antifa super soldier! Why won’t you have a reasonable debate with me like your siblings?”
From inside, the third pig called out: “They mocked me for building, and you devoured them anyway. I owe you nothing.”
The wolf tried to crawl down the chimney, but the third pig had prepared.
he poured some fluid on the coals, and lit a fire. As the wolf climbed down, he found he was too small to fit through. The wolf was trapped.
he struggled as the fire got hotter and hotter, and his flesh began to sizzle and denature.
And soon the wolf was dead.
And the third pig, relieved he was no longer going to die, posted “the wolf is dead! rest in piss!”
and the third pig was promptly fired from his university teaching job.
the end
@bri7
The fourth little pig's house was made of wolf skulls.
It wasn't very practical but it sent a message. -
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