Friends,
Osumans,
countrymen,
Lend me your ears.
Four score and seven years ago, our fathers brought forth on this internet a new game, conceived in Rhythm, and dedicated to the proposition that pp =/= skill.
Admittedly, there is a risk in any course we follow other than this, but every lesson in history tells us that the greater risk lies in farming, and this is the specter that our well-meaning ranked friends refuse to face that their policy of farming is egotistical, and it gives no choice between pass and fail, only between choke or FC.
In a sense we've come to our game's website to submit a score. When the architects of our Game wrote the magnificent code of osu! stable and the osu! web, they were signing a promissory note to which every Osuman was to fall heir. This note was a promise that all osuthletes - yes, farmers as well as anti-farmers - would be guaranteed the unalienable rights of fun, pp, and the shitposting of the forums.
In the councils of the scoreboards, we must guard against the acquisition of unwarranted pp, whether sought or unsought, by the pp-farming complex.
No osu player can fully grasp how far and how fast we have come, but condense, if you will, the 50,000 ranked maps of the BNG's recorded history in a timespan of but 11 years.
5 years ago, the proudest boast was "I have 2,000pp". Today, in the world of farm maps, the proudest boast is "I have 10,000pp!" All farmers, wherever they may live, are secretly farmers, and therefore, as farmers, may take pride in the words "I am a farmer!"
This does not mean that you are boring players. On the contrary, the player above all other people prays for pp, for he must suffer and bear the deepest wounds and scars of choking. But always in our ears ring the ominous sounds of shitmiss: *record scratch*.
Your memes are too advanced here.
I always like when there are more complex streamy maps. And semi-relatedly I also like to play maps like this 
