Connie Cryptic

The reason everyone’s calling the people in this video dumb is because of the music. The music is for stupid people, you can tell by listening to it for five seconds. And that’s fine, it’s okay to be stupid and love slop. In fact that’s probably the happiest you can be today. It’s okay to be a stupid dumb idiot jumping around with your rehearsed little boat dance, singing along to your stupid dumb people shitty music with bachata beats and a vaguely mocha colored sounding vocalist doing that shitty eehhhh ehhh whining singing. It’s good to be impressed by stupid shit made for unsentient retards. Being stupid is awesome, it’s probably like getting high off of breathing oxygen or being drunk 24/7. Every time I hear that Hispano thump-tha-thump-thump beat and I watch the herd of normie idiot dumb dumb morons start to gyrate and put on their cow like glazed eyed expressions in simple monkey joy at their Pavlovian signaled designated happiness time, I get a warm feeling in my heart. It’s like watching a dog stick its face in a pile of ground meat or a pig rolling around in its own shit. Pure unadulterated happiness, purchased effortlessly for almost nothing, distributed with near universal availability. Being a dumb person today is like being born into a bizarro aristocracy. Dumb people enjoy the fruits of technology handing them comforts, pomp, circus, and conveniences the likes of which ancient kings could only dream of. Imagine opening Netflix and every single TV show and movie is good, like REALLY good. Imagine turning on the radio and every song is like, your favorite song. Imagine being able to play Grand Theft Auto and FIFA for 12 years straight and never ever ever getting bored or feeling like you’ve wasted time. That’s what being dumb feels like. To be stupid is to tweak the dials of sensory perception to such a dullness that you never have to process taste, discernment, or discrimination. All of life’s painful bitterness is wiped away, dampened into the vaguest notions of discomfort which are easily shooed away by a whinge and a whimper before cowering further into the comfort of ignorance. Whatever peaks of sophistication lie waiting down the pathways of effort, time, and thought are completely locked off to you. Nothing will ever bother you again. The only suffering that stupid people experience is when they’re forced to reckon with the truth of their own existence. It’s needlessly cruel to expose dumb people to their own nature. It accomplishes nothing and merely makes them feel bad. There are people who genuinely can’t understand what makes the dancing boat people immediately identifiable as stupid. They can’t infer body language, facial expression, context, fashion, music, or even process the vaguely bloated dysgenic biology at play. They live in a simple world for simple people in which everyone is more or less the same, all taste is subjective, all activities are universal, and all acts of behavior and consumption have no implication or effect on the individual. These are people that genuinely believe IQ is irrelevant, there’s probably some in my replies right now ready to lambast me for my pretentious arrogance. The biggest cope from stupid people comes from trying to assert their stupid people activities as superior due to vague rhythmic or vibrational qualities. No, smart people aren’t incapable of dancing. In fact, they can dance better than you and they dance to better music, music you’ve probably never even heard of. The only solace of a stupid person is misattributing intelligence with awkwardness. The truly intelligent understand how to avoid the pitfalls of emotional and social inadequacy. The cruelty of this circumstance is that smart people can empathize with stupid people. They can understand them by simulating their existence through heavy drug or alcohol abuse. Stupid people don’t get to do the reverse. The level they are trapped in is only a prison if you’re cruel enough to point it out.