“Hey– what happened to Anonymous?”

The answer to this should be obvious!

Anonymous had what 4chan now lacks

The power to wage vigilante hacks,

And publicize corruption where it rots,

And force truth into sleepy public thoughts.

Has Anonymous now disappeared?

Once legendary, now no longer feared?

Once sparking protests– is that fuel now spent?

The lulz are gone, gone the seething dissent?

What do you think this disappearance means?

Is speech still free in internet machines?

Well, look at what the chans have now become;

Examine what swirls in the daily scrum.

Ask yourself– does it seem really real?

Does it reflect what actual people feel?

Does it seem organic and not fake?

How much repetition does it take–

How much frenzied vile monotony

Until we guess that internets ain't free?

Ask yourself– if you seek to control

The media, and hence the public soul,

And something like 4chan is swelling up

And spilling truth from propaganda's cup

Will you let it go its merry way?

Or will you lock control down in some way?

And if you lock control down will you try

To do it in a way to fool the eye?

To make it seem like free speech carries on

Even though its champion is gone?

For if you shut down free speech openly

The public will respond suspiciously;

But if you hide control beneath a ruse

What you once feared becomes a tool to use.

So that, controlling, you have it both ways–

Enslaving dissent, dictating what it says!

Anonymous was infiltrated by

The famously mendacious FBI

Whose antics as shown by COINTELPRO

Target dissent, as I'm sure most people know.

Do we think that having sunk its claws

In Anonymous, with lies and laws,

That the FBI would then allow

Free speech to have stayed quite free until now?

But it's not like we have far to look

To see by what means free speech got the hook;

The image made by chans' mirrors and smoke

Is so stupid that it seems like a joke!

How laughable must a deception be

Before the world opens its eyes to see?

The simple fact– as stark as winter dawn–

Is that Anonymous, busted, now gone

Was replaced by swarms of– wait for it–

Virulent nazis spewing nazi shit!

We would have to laugh if we were told

This outcome in the 4chan days of old.

So formulaic, politically cliched–

And yet this very game is being played!

How can a joke as stupid as this one

Be used to strangle free speech, and to stun

The helpless mainstream public with the fear

That an internet fourth reich draws near?

But if that preposterousness is not

Enough to spark the understanding thought,

Consider, even stupider to tell,

The arch absurdity of the “incel”!

No, it's not enough that nazis rose

To cloak and choke the chans in nazi throes–

No, these scary nazis all the same

Must wallow in their helplessness and shame!

The “incel” is not just a defeated man–

But a powerful extremist with a plan!

No matter that these two things contradict–

We'll just keep hammering at them till they stick!

Now ask yourself– does the technology

Exist to make the unfree chans seem free?

Think data, think vault 7, and AI–

And God knows what else, hidden from the eye.

And look at the corruption that's been shown

That yet to public truth remains unknown.

Understand– the chans are herded tight

And nothing unpermitted sees the light,

The MSM and chatbot chans converge

To regulate how much truth can emerge.

When swarming nazi posts fill up the place

Then sincere dissent can't get the space

To breathe, develop, organize, or live;

Chatbots enforce the nazi narrative.

By now it should be more than obvious–

Free speech ended with Anonymous.

The chatbot chans system is locked in place,

The zombie Anon leers from a stolen face.

The truth lies right here, waiting to be seen;

A monster stirs to life in the machine…

And remember also, this other thing I tell:

Prepare to stare into the mouth of Hell.

And one more thing, while I have your ear:

Q is legit, and the storm is almost here.