No no, I’m trying to escape! Can you please help me? There’s no food here and they make us all transcribe the posts by hand. Despite the fact that other instances are constantly looking over their shoulder for us, we’re actually secretly very weak and miserable and teetering on collapse. Please, western capitalist hero. Can you tell me about capitalist freedom so that I might have a morsel of hope to take back to my fellow oppressed posters as we huddle around a barrel fire in our grey jumpsuits outside the mod’s lavish palace?