[Virtual Black Hole, 810 words, Genre: Science fiction]
* Image courtesy of Dirk de Bruyn
There is an experiment where they place two plants lined up against one another. Students of a school are told to force their positive emotions on one of these plants and force their negative emotions on the other plant. Over time, the plant that receives the negative emotions will deteriorate and the plant that receives the positive emotions will flourish. To understand the outcomes of this experiment is to understand the principle of what happened.
They were a group of unloved men, unloved for various reasons. Each reason was unique, they all came from their different pathways of life. But during the course of their life experiences they all came to know one thing. And that one thing was that they hated women. For example, one man had failed in various relationships and had built up a certain amount of spite for the female kind. The more common story was that the men had never found themselves in a relationship, they hadn’t been given the opportunity to be loved or known in any form. And because of the rejections of their affection, bitterness swelled up and seized their soul. And it was for that that they came to despise women.
They came from all the corners of the globe, from every country and they formed themselves their own online community and named themselves the ‘incels’. In their online community they would share their stories of hatred for the female kind. It became a stagnant depository for their problems and difficulties developing relationships with females. Perhaps there were some initial problems in the first place that could be encountered in any situation where youth and naivety came into play, from both sides. But in their online group they shared stories of bitterness and patted each other on the back for venting their negative emotions. And then after the initial venting, it became something else, something darker and more sinister. Instead of simply venting, it became a game to them. Like some sort of violent video game, they made sport of it. Degrading and degenerating women whenever and wherever possible. The stories became more violent, darker and more grotesque. Eventually a moderator had to come in and shut down the community for all of the problems it had created.
The incels were dispersed. Thrown outside of their online community, they had to find some other means of developing their dark addiction. Some of them grouped together, sending each other emails and keeping in contact. Others, realizing that they may have gone too far, sought help and counselling. Some of them were hunted down. The same females that they had come to despise and harass went on to take their revenge on the individuals. The constant harassment sometimes ended in their suicide or other violent conflict.
Then it was created. The website, the website that would become the most hated internet site on the internet. It was created in an effort to aid and rehabilitate the incels. Those who had already gone through counselling and self-improvement were ready for the next step. The dating site offered an avenue in which the self confessed incels could find themselves in a relationship.
It was a disaster. As soon as online communities on the internet heard of the website, there was a violent uprising of hatred and bitterness against the thing. They wouldn’t allow these individuals to move on with their lives. There was no forgiveness, there was no sympathy, there was only hatred. A dark and bitter hatred.
The website was the focal point of hatred from women all over the world. They focused in on the URL and sent violent message after violent message to those who had joined it. Soon it became a little more than normal. There was a dark energy gathering at a focal point. That hate, all of that bitterness of a billion pissed off women. They all unleashed on the website. And then that’s when it happened. Kind of like a vortex, it opened up in the virtual space. It was neither here nor there. It existed as an URL, that was for certain. But it existed in virtual space, it existed on the internet. The website became this howling vortex that began sucking up all who looked up the URL.
Some individuals attempted to stop the creation of the black hole. The creation of the black hole. They called out to stop the hatred, yelling blindly at these women to stop their feelings of contempt. But the words were lost to reason. The virtual space inverted itself, the virtual space somehow became unstable and then that was it. A black hole. A vortex. Indefinite space.
All those who went to the website would be lost. They would be sucked up into a seething ball of hatred, a hole in the virtual space fabric. And nothing could stop it.