Let me put it this way. Bloard is like a box. When you go in the box you dont know what you're going to find but you know it's going to be bloard. When you get back out of the box the light of the world blinds you momentarily as your metaphorical eyes adjust to the unfiltered wave after wave of useless garbage, celeb interviews, shitty reaction gifs, seasonal recipes with five paragraph prologues about how the author used to cook this for her ALS afflicted son, weird fast food brand tweets where a 49 year old northwestern graduate white guy says "y'all", guys getting mad at trump, guys getting mad at the guys who get mad at trump, literally a song called wet ass pussy that sucks shit but you cant say it because its Empowering. You find something kind of tame but funny and ironic to latch onto in all of this mess but it isnt the same. It isnt bloard. It's just some scrap that you can maybe share with your dudes in one of the surrogate bloard chats which always end up being a little more racist than the real bloard, which is a little racist but also very eager to have some black posters.