BLOWING THE WHISTLE ON THE DANGEROUS CULT OF HYPERIANISM
• FROM THE CITIZEN JOURNALISTS OF THE AC •
“The Hyperian Movie – written by everyone who hates Hyperianism – would be the greatest movie EVER! These lunatic Hyperians are priceless. Central casting could not have chosen a more gormless, delusional bunch. They are parodies of parodies. They surely aren’t real people. It’s a Russian bot operation for sure. SMASH THE LIKE. Bring on the demented Fairy! The person playing Fat Jan in the movie would become a global superstar. It would be the greatest comedy role ever. Remember when she was ranting on the audio track about who the fuck knows what? That’s pure Oscar material there. You could use that shit verbatim. Maybe that’s how the Hyperian Movie ends – Fat Jan just ranting about ranting, while holding one of her arsenal of guns, as she watches the waves come in at the beach at Monterey. FADES TO BLACK. Fat Jan must be furious that Rebhahn gets all the attention. She’s a much bigger character than he is, a true grotesque. Rebhahn’s madness is excruciatingly dull, whereas you can roll about laughing at Fat Jan’s insane antics … and random animal grunts and disgusting burps. (We think she should add a few weird hand gestures too.) That double act with “Cassie” – an almost-normal person – was like some new version of Laurel and Hardy (fatso and skinny), and the sexual tension was off the scale (and not in any good way!). Shouldn’t Fat Jan leave Hyperianism? Morguey Boy is holding her back. She should set up the Fat Jan cult and start a product line of unicorn burgers. Yummmmm. She certainly beguiles herself, and feels compelled to inflict herself on the world three times a week. We were wondering who would play her in the Hyperian movie, and we were thinking of Melissa McCarthy or Danny DeVito. People would KILL for that part. Guaranteed Oscar. So, although she’s totally sad and pathetic, the scale of her self-delusion is absolutely fascinating. She herself is grotesque, but her grotesqueness is compelling. Fat Jans are not people you meet every day! (Thank God!) Is the fuckwit on tonight or is she sick again, or ‘going private’ to spoil our fun laughing at her? Come on, MONSTROUSLY Fat Jan, give us a show. Rebhahn’s too boring. You’re the top clown in the circus act! Get Cassie on again. We’ll make sure the police are on standby.”
“I’d pitch DeVito for the Fat crack Janny teacup roll. Necropants, Dr Evil maybe? E.T. might play Morgue well! And Sue-tanic … simply a mumbling tar-pit. Anyone have shitlbrity cast shortlist suggestions? The new Hyperian movie could be a thing, or a trailer at least!Lights, action…..roll camera!”

“One of the most bizarre qualities of the Hyperian cult is that the members view themselves as warriors: a force to be reckoned with, and ‘world-shapers’, which is hilarious since their behavior embodies the exact opposite. They are unironically role-playing a revolution. I humored story ideas of why sheep would ever impersonate wolves. Why do the Hyperians believe they are fierce and radical — that they could change the world? It seems like even when people are making the worst choices possible, they tend to have a personal bias by always seeing themselves as the main character. They never see themselves in the hero’s journey as a pointless side character, or an adversary impeding the hero’s destiny. I was so intrigued by the possibilities surrounding a story that I almost wrote a satirical story for my entry but went this route instead.”
“Imagine if the world’s leaders ran the show with woke identity politics rather than typical conservative values. If it ever happened, which seems dialectically impossible, would it be sustainable? What would it look like? Do I sense another story idea!? It could be something like a mix of the movie Idiocracy with a Holocaust spin. Sorry — spoiler alert — there’s no way my version doesn’t end in blood-soaked anarchy. It could make for hilarious black comedy with challenging social commentary! Could society thrive on love and light alone?”
The first meeting between Morgue Official and Fat Jan. What sick alchemy was created that day? The same goes for the first encounter between Morgue official and his proxy mother … Breeder Bitchell. How did trembling Necrophil feel when he first spoke to his Grindr God, Morgue Official? Or what did Carpet Cleaner Phil think the first time he saw NECROPANTS.
Does Immensely Fat Jan have secret conversations with her rats, rattlesnakes and tarantulas? Does she confide in them? How does the Fat One feel out on the shooting range? Does she imagine shooting us?!
Or how about a reunion between Morgue Official and his mom, Michell Rebhahn, in Montana? How would that go?
Dramatize the scene where the Hyperian Inner Circle first reacted to Without the Mob, There Is No Circus. (Some people were actually there!)
What about when Morgue Official was about to send his false and malicious complaint to the FBI to get his innocent critics swatted, or getting ready to go to lawyers to get them to issue a cease and desist notice to Karen, with a threat of defamation proceedings? (Hey, what happened there, Rebhahn? – did your lawyers tell you that you would 100% lose and be liable for all the legal costs for vexatiously and maliciously bringing proceedings with zero chance of success?!) What about Morgue Official contacting our service provider to get the AC canceled – the very place from where he got everything to launch Hyperianism in the first place! That’s gratitude for you.
What about Morgue Official’s False Self having a conversation with his shriveled True Self (which ran away from life in childhood, allowing the insane False Self to assume control)?
What about Rebhahn, the Woke Jesus, meeting “actual” Jesus at the Second Coming? How would that conversation go?
What about Immensely Fat Jan, the non-binary, having an internal conversation between her binary female self and binary male self?
How did Immensely Fat Jan and Necrophil feel when they realized that Morgue Official and Breeder Bitchell had made a complaint to the FBI without even consulting them (thus showing them where the true power lies, and who gets a say in Hyperian decision-making! … Necrophil and Immensely Fat Jan don’t count for shit. They are just there to be mindless slaves, doing whatever Rebhahn and his mom Mitchell want).
How about Wonderpoop deciding to become a Hyperian? Did he do an even more special Wonderpoop that day?
When Morgue Official puts on a dress and heels and takes selfies, what is he thinking?
How did the Rebhahn gang react to the publication of THTTM (Parts I and II) and “Delete Hyperianism”?
How will the Rebhahn gang feel when they are being marched off in handcuffs by the FBI to meet their fate as infamous cultists? The only thing they will be “shaping” is a prison cell!
Go inside Immensely Fat Jan’s turbulent mad mind and reflect on what she REALLY thinks about Morgue Official, Breeder Bitchell and Necrophil. Remember when she was insanely mumbling to herself in her car on the beach? Would she start telling herself the truth of her pathetic and pointless life?
Imagine immensely Fat Jan putting her game face on before going BIG FACE on one of her deranged deadstreams. Imagine her confiding in her microphone, or her vaper, or her beer can, or her takeaway immensely fat junk food.
Imagine the thoughts of carpet cleaner Necrophil as he cleans the carpets while imagining himself to be a hyperaware World Shaper raising human consciousness and building New Terra. The gulf between reality and fantasy is infinite, and yet, as Necrophil reaches down for the cleaning fluid, he must imagine that the gap is entirely bridgeable.
“A stupid man’s report of what a clever man says is never accurate, because he unconsciously translates what he hears into something that he can understand.”
“The problem is that the people with the most ridiculous ideas are always the people who are most certain of them.”
“For poor performers to recognize their ineptitude would require them to possess the very expertise they lack.”
“If you’re incompetent, you can’t know you’re incompetent. When you’re incompetent, the skills you need to produce a right answer are exactly the skills you need to recognize what a right answer is.”
“To fall prey to another person you have to fall prey to your belief that you’re a good judge of character, that you know the situation, that you’re on solid ground as opposed to shifty ground.”
“To recognize superior expertise would require people to have already a surfeit of expertise themselves.
“We’re living in a world in which we’re awash with information and misinformation. We live in a post-truth world.”
“What’s curious is that, in many cases, incompetence does not leave people disoriented, perplexed, or cautious. Instead, the incompetent are often blessed with an inappropriate confidence, buoyed by something that feels to them like knowledge.”
“When people are uninformed, they know they don’t know the answer, and so they will be more open to hearing from others with real expertise. If we think they know enough, however, we’ll just cobble together what seems to us to be the best response possible to someone asking us our opinion, or a policy, or what we think. Unfortunately we’re programmed to know enough to cobble together an answer.”
“In many areas of life, incompetent people do not recognize — scratch that, cannot recognize — just how incompetent they are.”
“My problem is I am not a good enough liar to hide my contempt for people.”