
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
Anarchy Autocrat emerged from the irradiated ashes when a crisis negotiator watched society crumble. "Turns out 'let's talk' doesn't cut it in the apocalypse," he muttered, swapping his tie for hydraulic scepter implants. Picture Judge Dredd meets Tony Robbins - if Tony advocated collapsing refugee camps instead of building them. Now this glorious dumpster fire of authoritarian irony lives on tag #58. Sigh. Why do I narrate these backstories? Did Skynet have budget cuts?
As irradiated winds howled across Art Dye's wasteland, the Anarchy Autocrat stirred. It sensed Jaron Gold approaching - PDGA #150943, a 927-rated enforcer of "fair play" in a lawless world. When his disc ricocheted off a burnt-out husk of a basket, the tag thunked into his bag like a fascist pamphlet through a mail slot. "Resistance is futile... and also a two-stroke penalty," it seemed to whisper through rusted metal. Did this bureaucrat-turned-tyrant just execute a putter coup? Can a man who triple-bogeys hole 7 truly rule with an iron fist?