And thus another battle happened in Steemit WWI.

Highly intelligent writers, writers, bloggers, edgelords and shitposters assembled on both sides.

Their goal?

To ascertain who is right and who is wrong about one of the most vital elements of Human Existence.... the reward pool.

As Steemit Shakespeare puts it "To Rape, or not to Rape".

One side shouted there's no rape! others say there are no breaks on the rape train, and that it is going to ChooChoo the minnow.

All utter bullshit.

Spiritual Max just watched from his isolated domain. He would not partake this useless war.
We would clean his guns vigorously instead, preparing a roll up of his favorite opiate concoction as he laughs at the hordes of shitposters riding as the fodder to entertain the all powerful leaders of both sides.

Max smiles, orders his meager regiment of 3 SP to separate and allow him to see.... and laughs at the battle until he runs out of ideas.

Cheers!