Derrida on Douchebaggery
When studying the noxious fumes of the skinny purple tongued douchewank tackling a cutie, I often think of French Algerian philosopher Jacques Derrida.
Derrida posited that all structures have originary complexity. In other words, what appears as original events or concepts often trace back along self-reflexive cultural structures of meaning which we can only tangentially approach and understand only through fragment.
If we take Derrida and apply him to the pixelated frozen reality of this unwashed heathen polluting this slice of blonde, then the meaning structures creating uberdouchosity clearly existed in complex understandings prior to the manifestation as apparent with greasy chin pubes and the douche face.
So what does that mean?
That wanky scrote-puds that you want to punch in the nads are not unique individuals, but part of a larger rotting and festering plague of cultural blight.
Or, as Derrida might say, the scrote does not comprehend the meaning structures engaged by his scrotudinous scrotundae.
At least that’s what I think Derrida would say. Or he’d just call him a douche-poo and go get some Absynthe on the Left Bank.
