Do you ever think we'll have a realistic chance of turning around the reputation of this place? Because, brothers and sisters, my fellow shitskins, I have a dream. An extremely unlikely dream, one I'm prepared to be showered in rainbows for, but a dream nonetheless. Not about winning over the wokies, they're too far gone, but the relatively unbiased mainstream media, if there's any left. Somebody notices the blatant provable lies told about us all over woke media and then suddenly we've got primetime documentaries all over the place looking into the woke media and how they got away with the lies for so long. Woke journalism collapses with at least some people going to prison, kiwi farms gets a good reputation as the real journalists keeping tabs on some genuine monsters and we can all sit back with our popcorn and enjoy all those little woke college dangerhairs ree. Ree to the heavens. Ree with the full power of all their hearts and souls. Ree until they literally start having strokes and dropping down dead. Woke culture finally ends not with a bang, but a loud collective ree. The most glorious symphony in history, the music of the ree.