Will we survive? We’re getting really scared, even though we have plot armor. Wait, unless this is one of those edgy kind of horror movies where the genre-savvy characters get killed off for shock value. This movie has to be — shh. Shh!!! Did you hear that? Oh, God, please let this be a regular movie where the virgins survive.

We over at the MQ are getting real frustrated with the consequences created by the industrial revolution. So we’ve decided society isn’t for us! That’s right — we’ve offifficially had it. We’re sick of it all: the posturing, the Bechdel Test failures, the targeted Instagram ads getting a bit too accurate for comfort, and the pretentious thinkpieces that are only written to incite anger and generate website views. And so, after the careful deliberation of 10 whole minutes, the MQ is going offff the grid…

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We the People of the United Satire of the MQ (aka Munited Qates aka Mew Qealand aka Mouth Qorea aka MadaQascar aka MonQolia), in order to form a more perfect punchline, establish humor and ensure mocking hilarity, provide for the common reader, promote the general laughter and ensure the blessings of newspaper

There is a fifth dimension, beyond that which is known to anyone but that one guy you know who uses RedBull instead of water when making coffee. It is a dimension as vast as your ignorance about how big space really is, and as timeless as infinity. It is the middle ground between light and shadow, Sixth college and Seventh, between STEM majors and Humanities majors (science and superstition), and it lies between the pit of your greatest nightmares (having to take a full year of zoom classes), and the summit of your knowledge (knowing it might last longer than that). It is … THE TWILIGHT ZOOM