So, I have the ultimate privilege of having an aunt Karen. She has the haircut, attitude and general hatred for nice things. She is the very template the mem is based on.

We haven't spoken to her in years, because my father is a truck driver named Bob who tore her a new asshole last time they talked.

But, bringing this back on point, here are some observations I've made with definitely apply to all Karens: - She is most definitely fucking her boss behind her husband's back (poor uncle John) - There is only one family photo of her before she got her Karen cut and it was 1973 - She has a deeeeep hatred for her mother - It's not about winning the argument with the manager. It's about destroying them from the inside because their own soul is just a dark bottomless void of bitterness - She would fight to the death with nothing but a blunt rusty knife to split her mother's last pension check

There are no redeemable qualities about a Karen. They are the human equivalent of a white upper-middle Chihuahua.