John Stalvern waited. The lights around him blinked and sparked out of the air. There were fascists in the street. He didn’t see them, but had expected them, now for years. His warnings to Comrad Joson were not listenend to and now it was too late. Far too late for now, anyway.
John was a antifa for fourteen years. When he was young he watched the protests and he said to dad “I want to be in the streets, daddy.”
Dad said “NO! YOU WILL BE KILL BY FASCISTS!”
There was a time when he believed him. Then as he got oldered he stopped. But now in the open space of the UCB he knew there were fascists.
“This is Joson,” the radio crackered. “You must fight the fascists!”
So John gotted his balaclava and punched a nazi.
“HE GOING TO KILL US,” said the fascists!
“I will shoot at him,” said the Milo fan boy and he took out his pocket gun. John punched at him and tried to knocked him out. But then the police came and they were trapped and not able to punch.
“No! I must kill the fascists,” he shouted!
The radio said “No, John. You are the fascists.”
And then, John was a Alt-Right.
(Adapted from the original masterpiece)