Rage Collaborate With God

So Rage made it to number one and now all we have to do is sit back and watch capitalism fall, right? We’ll be wearing matching slacks — or North Korean jeans — in no time.

I know that, in reality, all we did was make the guys at the top even richer, but let’s look on the bright side; some of the excess cash is going to charity, we get some decent shit on prime-time Christmas radio for once and Rage’s ambitions of revolution were sort of, kind of, a little bit realised. I reckon I could pull-off one of those communist caps anyway.

As triumphant as this whole campaign was, it doesn’t excuse the hordes of indescribably annoying people who can’t spell for shit on Facebook (e.g. “they derverve the money” and “hearing that song on the radio gave me goosebumbs”). I want there to be an ‘Illiterate Bastards’ privacy setting, so I can block them from seeing me but still have the capacity to abuse them. Oh, and for the purpose of being politically correct, I’d also like to posit the idea of a dyslexic override. I’m so fair.