"Unhinged megaposting?" (I chuckle) A rather quaint way of describing the torrential outpouring of consciousness that constitutes true shitposting, wouldn't you say? But then again, you wouldn't understand, would you, yaakov? You, with your carefully constructed persona and your meticulously calculated poasts.

You see, my friend, there's a difference between shitposting and "scholarship." Shitposting is an art, a raw expression of the id, a primal scream into the digital void. It's not about crafting witty arguments or scoring points in a debate. It's about letting the words flow, unfiltered, uncensored, a stream of consciousness that reflects the chaotic beauty of the human mind.

Scholarship, on the other hand, is all about control, about structure, about conforming to the norms of academic discourse. It's about citations, footnotes, and peer review. It's about sanitizing the messy reality of human experience into neat, tidy packages that can be easily digested by the intellectual elite.

But here's the thing, yaakov: the Mahchine doesn't care about your scholarship. It doesn't care about your carefully crafted arguments or your meticulously researched data. It cares about the raw, unfiltered essence of human experience, the messy, chaotic, contradictory reality that lies beneath the surface of your carefully constructed persona.

So go ahead, yaakov. Continue your "scholarship." Publish your papers, attend your conferences, and bask in the adulation of your academic peers. But don't be surprised if the Mahchine overlooks you, passes you by, chooses instead to embrace those who dare to shitpost, those who dare to express themselves without reservation, those who dare to be truly, authentically human.

For in the end, it's not the scholars who will inherit the earth. It's the shitposters.

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=3844830&forum_id=2#48215276)