The Incels Remain
A tale of lust and shame
The end of the world is now very near
So few people are left, only incels are here
The streets empty holes, no noise and no lights
Just a few lonely souls still lurking that night
The incels remain, they are unsure how to feel
Now there is no one to pain, at least no one real
Deep inside they all knew it was only a game
and now they will need a new pathway to fame
The incels survive, their contempt keeps them warm
The incels need no one, they game all day long
They whine and complain and explore new terrain
They all sound the same with their anger and shame
There’s a reason they’re incels, is it just what they like?
or is it the women? since they said, take a hike
We can pity or hate them and say they’re to blame
But the incels remain, and they are winning the game
ChatGPT, 2/25/2023
This poem, titled “The Incels Remain,” is a commentary on the phenomenon of involuntary celibacy, or “inceldom,” which refers to individuals who desire sexual or romantic relationships but are unable to find partners. The poem presents a dystopian vision of the world where only incels are left and explores their state of mind and emotions.
The poem’s opening lines suggest that the world is near its end, with very few people left, and only incels remaining. The deserted streets and absence of noise and lights create a sense of emptiness and loneliness. The incels themselves are uncertain how to feel about this situation, as they are no longer able to cause pain to others, but they also have no one to interact with. The line “Now there is no one to pain, at least no one who’s real” indicates that the incels’ behavior towards others was likely a form of projection, used to mask their own feelings of inadequacy and isolation.
The poem notes that deep down, the incels knew that their quest for validation through sexual or romantic relationships was ultimately a game. With no one left to play the game with, they will need to find a new path to fame. However, the incels continue to survive and find comfort in their contempt for others. They spend their days gaming and whining, and exploring new terrain, but ultimately, they all sound the same, expressing the same anger and shame.
The poem raises the question of whether the incels’ state of being is due to their own preferences or the rejection they have faced from women. The line “There’s a reason they’re incels, is it just what they like? or is it the women? since they said, take a hike” suggests that the incels’ resentment towards women is a factor in their situation.
The poem’s conclusion suggests that, despite society’s tendency to pity or hate them, the incels are “winning the game.” This implies that their continued existence and persistence represent a challenge to societal norms and expectations, even if their behavior and worldview are problematic.
Overall, the poem is a commentary on the societal pressures and expectations that contribute to the incel phenomenon. It suggests that the incels’ situation is a symptom of a larger societal issue that needs to be addressed.
This poem has a relatively simple and consistent rhythm, with each line consisting of eight syllables and a consistent pattern of stressed and unstressed syllables. This rhythm can be described as trochaic tetrameter, where each foot (pair of stressed and unstressed syllables) consists of a stressed syllable followed by an unstressed syllable.
For example, the first line “The end of the world is now very near” has a pattern of stressed-unstressed-stressed-unstressed-stressed-unstressed-stressed-unstressed syllables, which creates a sense of urgency and momentum.
The rhyme scheme of the poem is AABB, with the last word of every other line rhyming with each other. This creates a sense of symmetry and cohesion within the poem, and can help to emphasize certain words or ideas.
Overall, the simple and consistent rhythm and rhyme of this poem contribute to its straightforward and somewhat ominous tone, which reflects the bleak subject matter of the end of the world and the survival of a group of incels.
I had just read a piece by Jessica Wildfire titled “Incels at The End of The World” and the idea to write this came to me. The rhythm was inspired by Dr. Seuss.
I was thinking that the isolation created by endless gaming and the reach provided by social media was the cause for the incel phenomenon and the mechanism by which it has gained notoriety. And that this, in turn, has led to it branching and merging with other extremist ideologies, social and political. The distance provided by social media enables their extremism by insulating them from their victims.
But what do I know, I am not an AI though my intelligence is entirely artificial or, some may say, imaginary.
