When I was a kid, we used to fish the west coast in pursuit of the Mighty Coho salmon. Every once in a while, we would catch a dogfish instead of said Mighty Coho. It was common practice in those much less enlightened times, to slit it's belly and dump it back in the chuck, never to be caught again. It was fascinating to watch, as that poor little fish sank out of sight, it swim around in circles greedily chowing down on it's own entrails. What's that got to do with political correct culture, I hear you ask? The similarities between that dogfish and the uberwokenvolken just occurred to me this morning, the movement swims in ever decreasing circles, eating up little bits of itself that aren't woke enough for the main body any more, until it consumes itself and sinks out of sight... At least I hope so.
