The interpreters aren't there to benefit deaf people, who rarely if ever will be in the audience.

They're there simply as one of the ways the production can virtue signal. The point of the virtue signal is to reassure believers that this is an ideological safe space.

Bc anything counter to the programming causes them extreme pain - that's where the hate comes from. Which is why virtue signaling is so important to them - they need to know the pain won't kick in before they go anywhere or do anything.

They need to be reassured that nothing wrongthink will happen. Seeing the interpreters there makes them feel safe.

If they're vampires, then the virtue signal is like a sigil on the door that let's them know the room has been searched for garlic and found clear. They need it in order to be able to relax.

If they wanted to help deaf people, they would rather just stop the brainwashing and the degeneracy.

Where do you think deaf people are better off; in tight knit and homogenous societies like Denmark or Hungary - low on crime and high on solidarity where their family, friends, and neighbors care for them.

Or a postmodern metropolitan dystopia ridden with crime and filth where the cult of inclusion and diversity spreads fear and distrust and no one feels safe and everyone is in the constant grip of anxiety,

alone and isolated,

overworked and exploited,

depressed and suffering,

slowly turning humans into shameless, psychopatic, hedonistic animals with debauchery and narcissism the only comforts the progressive cult celebrates, the only respite the programming allows,

until they're completely engulfed and controlled by the brainslugs, their imagination extinguished by the virus they've been infected with through the constant propaganda, afraid to think, afraid their thoughts will accidentally betray them and trigger the punitive shocks of pain,

feeling only cowering, every answer to everything memorized and nothing new under the sun, bleakness, darkness, mistrust, alienation, the party before everything and everyone,

feeling no purpose besides consuming and no vision besides consuming more,

their senses dulled and dimmed from having to believe that nothing is true,

aesthetically barren from having to pretend that whatever the brainvirus is producing, and only that, is good - they turn everything into the same; their buildings, fonts, designs, expressions, music, everything bland and boring and devoid of essence just like themselves, everything ugly, everything disgusting - they gather in their hellscapes and twerk and screech and celebrate the destruction of all standards, and all that was once seen as good by the cultures they conquered and are about to extinguish, reveling in the only true joy they know; the joy of humiliating and dominating and torturing their enemies and watching them suffer,

their only goal a future where individuals can live by their whims, driven solely by their desires, with no constraints, no shame, no guilt, where they can consume the maximum all the time, with no responsibilities, with no ties, no loyalty, no community, just individuals fucking and consuming, with no discrimination, no choice, just fucking and consuming anything and everything and everyone in a constant orgy of drugs and sex and Star Wars sequels, forever and ever in eternity,

self-hating from creeping doubt, from the suffering caused, kept in check and suppressed with constant righteous rage and anger, the eternal revolutionary mindset, never relaxed, always in fight or flight, always seething with hatred for the enemy,

their souls dead when having to fake belonging to groups that despise them for their race, gender, or both, and will never accept them as equals,

their souls wretched when belonging to the chosen race or gender and having to believe that the others are ghoulish monsters and they themselves gods,

and their minds blank from the constant hypocrisy and mental dissonance they must maintain to function, mentally exhausted from all the contradictions they have to support.

What do you think? The deaf would rather have skin color accurate translators, or they'd rather not live in hell?

The interpreters aren't there to benefit deaf people, who rarely if ever will be in the audience.

They're there simply as one of the ways the production can virtue signal. The point of the virtue signal is to reassure believers that this is an ideological safe space.

Bc anything counter to the programming causes them extreme pain - that's where the hate comes from. Which is why virtue signaling is so important to them - they need to know the pain won't kick in before they go anywhere or do anything.

They need to be reassured that nothing wrongthink will happen. Seeing the interpreters there makes them feel safe.

If they're vampires, then the virtue signal is like a sigil on the door that let's them know the room has been searched for garlic and found clear. They need it in order to be able to relax.

If they wanted to help deaf people, they would rather just stop the brainwashing and the degeneracy.

Where do you think deaf people are better off; in tight knit and homogenous societies like Denmark or Hungary - low on crime and high on solidarity where their family, friends, and neighbors care for them.

Or a postmodern metropolitan dystopia ridden with crime and filth where the cult of inclusion and diversity spreads fear and distrust and no one feels safe and everyone is in the constant grip of anxiety,

alone and isolated,

overworked and exploited,

depressed and suffering,

slowly turning humans into shameless, psychopatic, hedonistic animals with debauchery and narcissism the only comforts the progressive cult celebrates, the only respite the programming allows,

until they're completely engulfed and controlled by the brainslugs, their imagination extinguished by the virus they've been infected with through the constant propaganda, afraid to think, afraid their thoughts will accidentally betray them and trigger the punitive shocks of pain,

feeling only cowering, every answer to everything memorized and nothing new under the sun, bleakness, darkness, mistrust, alienation, the party before everything and everyone,

feeling no purpose besides consuming and no vision besides consuming more,

their senses dulled and dimmed from having to believe that nothing is true,

aesthetically barren from having to pretend that whatever the brainvirus is producing, and only that, is good - they turn everything into the same; their buildings, fonts, designs, expressions, music, everything bland and boring and devoid of essence just like themselves, everything ugly, everything disgusting - they gather in their hellscapes and twerk and screech and celebrate the destruction of all standards, and all that was once seen as good by the cultures they conquered and are about to extinguish, reveling in the only true joy they know; the joy of humiliating and dominating and torturing their enemies and watching them suffer,

their only goal a future where individuals can live by their whims, driven solely by their desires, with no constraints, no shame, no guilt, where they can consume the maximum all the time, with no responsibilities, with no ties, no loyalty, no community, just individuals fucking and consuming, fucking and consuming, with no discrimination, no choice, just fucking and consuming anything and everything and everyone is a constant orgy of drugs and sex and Star Wars sequels, forever and ever in eternity,

self-hating from creeping doubt, from the suffering caused, kept in check and suppressed with constant righteous rage and anger, the eternal revolutionary mindset, never relaxed, always in fight or flight, always seething with hatred for the enemy,

their souls dead when having to fake belonging to groups that despise them for their race, gender, or both, and will never accept them as equals,

their souls wretched when belonging to the chosen race or gender and having to believe that the others are ghoulish monsters and they themselves gods,

and their minds blank from the constant hypocrisy and mental dissonance they must maintain to function, mentally exhausted from all the contradictions they have to support.

What do you think? The deaf would rather have skin color accurate translators, or they'd rather not live in hell?