It would be a bit of an oddly named event should a man (of effigy of) not be burnt. Which goes full circle, somewhat of a line break after a paragraph of text,

It would be a bit of an oddly named event should a man (of effigy of) not be burnt. Which goes full circle, somewhat of a line break after a paragraph of text, or <FIN> in a movie, as what's being burnt is one's self through the event, in-person or in-spirit, seeking catharsis, though perhaps best captured Sartre-esque in the words emblazoned on Patrick Bateman's eyes as he stars and realises that this is not an exit but a return to lives passively rejecting status quo, outwardly promoting radical change by words while passionately embracing the norm, tiny iterations of which are pointed to for the justification of conforming to a safe radical that maintains a lifestyle and entry to the club, a very empty club, for the unchanging monotony to maintain itself and me to maintain my place in the hegemony of our constructed rules.