frauddogg [they/them, null/void]

My camaraderie is earned, not given.

https://readsettlers.org/ || Never surrender, never retreat.

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Cake day: September 23rd, 2024

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  • That was the exact moment it dawned on me how absolutely, laughably hypocritical they are. We went off on all kinds of reactionary motherfuckers, all kinds of wishing fucked up torturous deaths on 'em, wishing shootings, stabbings, all the et cetera; but when I identify a reactionary smugging about disabilities, trying to make excuses for antimask sentiment, and I handle them how I handle a reactionary? Alla sudden because the mod staff is cool with them, I’m going off on a comrade when that so-called ‘comrade’ wants to take up for plague rats.

    And it’s like no one listened to “I don’t consider the motherfucker my comrade”. Be damned if some unprincipled larper just demands I vend out unearned camaraderie or respect to someone I’ve already identified as a tacit hazard.










  • It’s a ‘massive’ genre, but all of our most talented and most likely to be ‘next up’ are all caught in slave deals and/or being shelved by their labels in favor of easily-controlled, easily-watered down puppets. That’s not even getting into predatory artists who establish their own artist labels specifically to take people who WOULD be up-and-coming and cut them off at the knees by making them a writer or producer instead of a main attraction themselves. (See also: Aubrey Graham’s “OVO Sound”, also known as the “OVO Sweatshop” from how many talented Toronto artists got made into ghostwriters and had they sounds stolen and amalgamated into Aubrey’s own after signing.)

    There are no Tupacs, Biggies, or Nases anymore, and it’s that way by design. The people currently running the show are all either settlers or misleaders, leading to yet another genre that we pioneered and advanced getting Elvis’d by the white man and all of the sell-outs bearing their water.

    Like, Aubrey Graham was on top of the game for years; if that’s not an absolute indictment of what today’s hip-hop was prior to the Kendrick beef, I don’t know what is.