Ah, well, I do say, ladies and gentlemen, let us embark on an intellectual expedition into the recesses of the internet known as 4chan's /pol/. Picture, if you will, a troupe of incels, fervently typing away in their mother's basement, their rhetoric as barren as their prospects.
One cannot help but marvel at their inclination towards conspiracy theories. It's as though they've stumbled upon a treasure trove of political ineptitude and decided, "Why not wallow in it?" "Indeed," they muse, "fascism is the answer! For nothing says 'I've got it all figured out' quite like pining for the good ol' days of authoritarian rule." Oh, the irony! Here they are, the harbingers of cynicism, stewing in their own disillusionment.
In their quest for meaning, they have unwittingly become the jesters of the internet, entertaining us all with their peculiar blend of angst and absurdity.