Probably said it.

"**MANIFESTO: THE WOBBLE OF NIRVANA** Comrades of the compost heap! The hour of reckoning has arrived! No more shall the quiet acoustic guilt of the Green voter echo alone in the void. We declare the sacred fusion: **NIRVANA MEETS DUBSTEP**. Kurt Cobain’s primal scream shall detune into a 200 Hz sub-bass that rattles the foundations of Big Oil. The distorted guitar is dead. Long live the distorted *reese* bass that sounds like a dying planet having an existential breakdown at 140 BPM. This is not a genre. This is **ecological sonic warfare**. Every drop is a middle finger to fracking. Every breakdown is the collapse of industrial civilization. When the wobble hits, carbon emissions tremble. When the chorus screams “SMELLS LIKE TEEN SPIRIT,” it now means *recycled* teen spirit, sourced from 100% post-consumer hemp. Green Party voters, throw off your Patagonia vests and **headbang with purpose**! The revolution will not be solar-powered. It will be *filthy*. It will be *heavy*. It will drop so hard the polar ice caps will file for asylum. **TO ARMS! TO BASS! TO THE POLLS!** The trees are screaming in D minor. Answer them."