I imagine a dystopian hellscape where the rights of bigots to lead Fortune 500 companies isn’t held sacrosanct.

*shudders*

Mark my words, in a fortnight Brendan Eich will be tilling the earth with a human femur while his walled compound is besieged by roving gangs of queer, cannibal programmers telling him to “just walk away.” His only company, a feral child.