The March to Inevitability
In forums vast where words collide,
Where reason tries, yet trolls abide,
A thread begins with calm intent—
Debate on things most eloquent.
But slowly flames begin to rise,
With snark and subtle verbal knives,
Till history’s shadow takes the floor,
A specter we all have seen before.
And lo! It comes, both swift and grim,
A name invoked on impulse, whim,
Comparisons drawn, unjust or raw—
The prophecy fulfilled: Godwin’s Law.
So heed this truth, you keyboard knights,
When sparring deep in pixel fights:
All roads in rage, though winding far,
Lead straight to where the Nazis are.
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