The Fuckery is the nursery of the human condition.

The fucking planet where human fucks, fuckups, fuckovers, WTFs, adaptations, expectations, roles, rules, systems, and assorted inherited bullshit are planted, watered, fertilized, normalized, and eventually handed to the next generation.

Somebody planted it.

Somebody adapted to it.

Everybody started calling it normal.

And eventually somebody else inherited the fucking garden.

The Atlas Scribe studies what grows here.