What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you filthy capitalist dog? I'll have you know I graduated top of my Marxism 101 class, and I've been involved in numerous demonstrations against the 1%, and I have over 300 Che Guevara t-shirts. I am trained in class struggle and I'm the top speaker in the entire Noam Chomsky fan club. You are nothing to me but just another neoliberal. I will reeducate the fuck out of you with my labor theory of value the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying neoclassical economics to me over the Internet? Think again, bourgeois scum. As we speak I am contacting my public network of anarchist comrades in Starbucks and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the revolution, prole oppressor. The revolution that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your invisible hand and your free markets. You're fucking dead, capitalist. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can disprove trickle-down economics in over seven hundred ways, and that's just with no preparation time. Not only am I extensively trained in Marxist dialectics, but I also have the ability to calculate socialist economies and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable opinions off the face of the Internet, you fucking libertarian. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little "clever" comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking tongue. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the price, you god damn idiot. I will rain liberation all over society and your capitalist superstructure will drown in it. Your exploitation is over, pig.