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I read the first 3 or 4 Harry Potter books back when I was in middle school. I have faint memory of the broom sport. What stands out in my mind is something they called the "snitch", which was basically an "instant victory" if one player got ahold of it.

Wait- the "snitch" is the little ballsack tied to the big banana-dude's waistband!?

I had to read up on this. So the snitch is supposed to be this tiny golden ball with wings that is REALLY fucking fast, zipping around the air during the game. So, to simulate this in real life, they give it to a gigantic wrestler and force these nerdy faggots to wrestle it away from him?! And he can fucking dump their ass on the ground and steal their stick?! Wtf?!

When I first watched this, I noticed that 4 balls went flying, but only 1 was focused on.

This is clearly a game designed by a woman. A team can be crushing the other team on points using the "normal ball". But them some faggot with a scar on his forehead gets ahold of the snitch, and suddenly game over? This is the kind of thing a woman needs to defeat a man in sport, something blatantly unfair that will tip the scales in a desired direction.

I can't believe that this trash is worshiped to the point that grown adults put together a fucking league for it. This world needs to simply burn, all of it.

Indeed, burn it all and hope a phoenix metaphor can be achieved. Culture is dead.