Pokémon Yellow taught me to hate. I thought I hated before Yellow's existence, but I realize that was a child’s daydream of loathing. No. Real hatred - the genuine, seething fury that no human should experience - can only be gleaned by this visually dismal, artistically bankrupt, structurally fractured pile of shit. Game Freak's final insult, Yellow is a reminder that we’re all going to fucking die, and that nothing we’ve ever done, said, or thought has ever fucking mattered. We all deserve to die, because collectively, as a species, we let Yellow happen. We let this exploitative, disrespectful insult loose into the world. We could’ve stopped it, and we just let it happen.

So fuck Yellow, but more importantly, fuck us all.