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Andrew Tate And His Cult Of Followers
My Bugatti is invisible by the way.
I was attacked. Not physically, I’m okay people.
More verbally.
I had left a comment on an Instagram reel about Tate and how his view on women was ridiculous. The unnecessary hate towards them is senseless and it made me lose hope in humanity to see his followers flock to agree with him.
That was my one mistake apparently because his followers began to pick me apart one by one. Like a vulture to a corpse. It was amazing and scary that this one man had so much control over these people. They were willing to defend and attack someone they didn’t completely know, to harass this person who didn’t agree with them. I got comments about my profile picture, my activity, and how I would “remain broke” all my life. How I would never escape the matrix.
The matrix?
Yes, the matrix. We all going full Kneau Reeves in here.
I’m kidding, but the symbolism is there. The matrix is a belief that we are all “asleep” and wandering in a reality that society set us up to believe. Like working 9 to 5, going to school, retiring, and ultimately dying. And I believe this, society does want us to obey the rules, do our part, and go. This has always been a thing.
