So you’re walking through the city square when suddenly, a great blast of static from the heavens, and there he is: Zuckerberg, his robotic lizard face projecting blank menace from each 50-foot oled screen he’s had Jeff Bezos forcibly install on every building space to be found on earth, smiling without mirth at the world he holds hostage that watches on in paralysed horror as he locks eye-contact with thirteen billion people, sweat rolling down his forehead in feverous, almost erotic anticipation, waiting until every last man woman and child has stopped in their tracks to watch in terror, before finally saying it- nay, whispering, a single word. His prehensile tongue snakes its way across his lips before two syllables escape them, and finally that mad son of a bitch does it, he says it, he says the fucking word.

“Nigger.”

Stifled gasps resound across the globe as he finally calls every single black person on earth the n-word simultaneously without a pass, and not just black people but white people and asian people and sand people too, before laughing to himself mechanically and looking down upon you with pale, dead eyes communicating a fathomless mania in full knowledge of your anguish at the fact that he’s powerful enough to do it, and nobody can stop him, nobody can stop him, not anybody, not Obama, not Kang T’Challa, not Shrek, and he’ll never stop, not Shaq, he’ll always say it, he’ll never stop, he can’t be stopped, he can’t, we’ll never stop him, he won’t ever stop, he is absolute, he is infinite, he is alpha, he is omega, he won’t ever stop, he is z u