How about... right about never?

Yes, the stupid idiots have finally understood that their survival is at stake, there's no question about that. The looming hunger has gotten them into thinking about past choices and sunken costs and whatnot, but then... what? Well, then they imagined -- because that's the whole point of pantsuitism: that if you imagine hard enough, good things will then come your way, as per St. Lennon -- that by making some illusory choice, such as by choosing The Great Mathematician over some other fashionable idiot, they'll then be spared of the impending doom. Just because that's what the propaganda/education machine has so masterfully trained them to do.

So... what now? Well, nothing. The current generation is completely lost. Let this sink in, dear reader, 'cause I'm not just holding one hand on my dick and one on the keyboard for the sake of "blackpilling" or whatever. Quite literally, we'll have to go in order for the world to heal itself.

- it's all happened before and you're all watching a fucking cheap low-budget rerun, like they do it over here in the provinces
- the whole context and process is already described here in perfect detail, just replace Trump with Georgescu and Clinton with Lasconi and you have today's episode of the show

There's no way out of this either. What you naïvely imagined to be "democracy", assuming there ever was such a thing, is gone -- dead and buried, never to return, you understand me? If you're a Romanian in the year 2024, you've no actual choice but to submit to the same tyrannical regime, regardless of whether said tyranny is labeled "populist-authoritarian" or "pantsuit-socialist". You do realize that you've no more of a say in this than the walking dead, don't you?

P.S.: Do realize that the tyranny of the twenty-first century couldn't possibly be what you imagine by extrapolating from whatever account of history you've read or watched. Oh, how have the times changed, and how it's precisely so-called "civilized" life that's brought you to this point.

Heheheh, nobody expects the Spanish inquisition!

"Four shalt thou not count, neither count thou two, excepting that thou then proceed to three. Five is right out. Once the number three..."

Ah wait, wrong scripture. I mean:

"The illusion of freedom will continue as long as it's profitable to continue the illusion. At the point where the illusion becomes too expensive to maintain, they will just take down the scenery, they will pull back the curtains, they will move the tables and chairs out of the way and you will see the brick wall at the back of the theater."