color me a pompous fuck
Jul. 30th, 2003 05:58 pmI think that's some sort of magenta or something.
Admit it.
We love a failure.
You don't want to read about how good things are going, how anyone is growing as a person, about how wonderful this bucketful of life is right now. Hell, I don't even want to write it. Sure, you may want things to go well for the people you care about, even want to read the occasional happy-smappy-I'm-so-lucky-and-stable post. But too much of that shite and your mind starts to wander.
Maybe I'm just an asshole though.
Or maybe you're just a fucking liar.
;)
Because if someone's doing so well, if they're learning confidence, and expanding their horizons as a wonderful waste of human flesh, you start to wonder..."What the fuck is wrong with me? Why do THEY have it so great? What the fuck do THEY think they know. She'll fall soon, oh yes." And then, when it happens, you maybe feel a little bad, but are secretly vindicated. It's okay, it's how we work. Because I'll be the first to admit that I rather enjoy a good, trite angry post, a solid little rant about something rather small or medium...as long as it's well-written, yeah? Moderation is the key to the spice of life. Which is, incidentally, good sex.
So shove this down your pants...
Fuck online journals for making stupid people think they're pretty fucking deep. And fuck them for stroking everyone's "I'm a writer" organs. Thousands of new dickheads, flapping in the breeze of longevity and ego. Come again? No thanks.
Seriously. Think about it. There may even be a few on your friends list now, the poor saps you don't have the heart to de-friend. Not mine though, 'cause I'm perfect. But the people I know on this here two-way connection to Hermitville are generally intelligent, thoughtful people. Scary stuff when you wander outside your little online cliques and contained worlds, no? Because what you have here, is a smaaaaaall sample of ye olde population (Does LJ even HAVE a "random" button any more? Or was it too upsetting.) But more and more, the stupids have a voice, they have meeeaning, they have a method of spreading their disease and infecting the populace. WTFOMGOLOLOLOL!!1
We don't have to worry about "Rage", we have to worry about "Dumb, with a bloated sense of importance and self-image". I know. I done seen 'em.
Do you realize, that these are the people that breed the most? Do you see where this is going? We're either going to have to:
a. start breeding more ourselves, just to ensure we're not all walking around humping cactuses and beating each other with rocks.
b. find a new planet and don't tell them.
c. or start killing.
Now I know which one you all immediately jump to. But if we kill them all, who will clean up? Who will collect your garbage and kill your beef? AHAHAHAHA. I just called all of those people stupid. Now you know I don't think that's fucking true, but c'mon. There IS a system working here. So is that it, are the Smart Kids destined to forever be the minority? Or is it getting worse. (I love putting things in black and white, ahehehe) And do you really want to start popping out babies just to ensure more Smart Kids anyway. What if your illegal immigrant nanny drops them on their head? What if you're such an arrogant fuckwad that you mess them up anyway, so we just end up breeding a series of mentally capable, but emotionally unstable assholes, serial killers, and CEOs. So I guess we have to find a new planet and keep it under wraps. But that's not going to happen, because too many of us smarties are afflicted with "teh lazy". N'est pas?
The point of this tripe?
Don't be an idiot.
And never forget, you're a fucking idiot.
It's a delicate balance really.
Admit it.
We love a failure.
You don't want to read about how good things are going, how anyone is growing as a person, about how wonderful this bucketful of life is right now. Hell, I don't even want to write it. Sure, you may want things to go well for the people you care about, even want to read the occasional happy-smappy-I'm-so-lucky-and-stable post. But too much of that shite and your mind starts to wander.
Maybe I'm just an asshole though.
Or maybe you're just a fucking liar.
;)
Because if someone's doing so well, if they're learning confidence, and expanding their horizons as a wonderful waste of human flesh, you start to wonder..."What the fuck is wrong with me? Why do THEY have it so great? What the fuck do THEY think they know. She'll fall soon, oh yes." And then, when it happens, you maybe feel a little bad, but are secretly vindicated. It's okay, it's how we work. Because I'll be the first to admit that I rather enjoy a good, trite angry post, a solid little rant about something rather small or medium...as long as it's well-written, yeah? Moderation is the key to the spice of life. Which is, incidentally, good sex.
So shove this down your pants...
Fuck online journals for making stupid people think they're pretty fucking deep. And fuck them for stroking everyone's "I'm a writer" organs. Thousands of new dickheads, flapping in the breeze of longevity and ego. Come again? No thanks.
Seriously. Think about it. There may even be a few on your friends list now, the poor saps you don't have the heart to de-friend. Not mine though, 'cause I'm perfect. But the people I know on this here two-way connection to Hermitville are generally intelligent, thoughtful people. Scary stuff when you wander outside your little online cliques and contained worlds, no? Because what you have here, is a smaaaaaall sample of ye olde population (Does LJ even HAVE a "random" button any more? Or was it too upsetting.) But more and more, the stupids have a voice, they have meeeaning, they have a method of spreading their disease and infecting the populace. WTFOMGOLOLOLOL!!1
We don't have to worry about "Rage", we have to worry about "Dumb, with a bloated sense of importance and self-image". I know. I done seen 'em.
Do you realize, that these are the people that breed the most? Do you see where this is going? We're either going to have to:
a. start breeding more ourselves, just to ensure we're not all walking around humping cactuses and beating each other with rocks.
b. find a new planet and don't tell them.
c. or start killing.
Now I know which one you all immediately jump to. But if we kill them all, who will clean up? Who will collect your garbage and kill your beef? AHAHAHAHA. I just called all of those people stupid. Now you know I don't think that's fucking true, but c'mon. There IS a system working here. So is that it, are the Smart Kids destined to forever be the minority? Or is it getting worse. (I love putting things in black and white, ahehehe) And do you really want to start popping out babies just to ensure more Smart Kids anyway. What if your illegal immigrant nanny drops them on their head? What if you're such an arrogant fuckwad that you mess them up anyway, so we just end up breeding a series of mentally capable, but emotionally unstable assholes, serial killers, and CEOs. So I guess we have to find a new planet and keep it under wraps. But that's not going to happen, because too many of us smarties are afflicted with "teh lazy". N'est pas?
The point of this tripe?
Don't be an idiot.
And never forget, you're a fucking idiot.
It's a delicate balance really.
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Date: 2003-07-30 06:36 pm (UTC)*sigh* Before all of this "Protect the dumb to save the lawsuit" bullshit, these morons were offing themselves. Now WE just have to deal with them...and their offspring. Yeehaw.
And yes, I've read of your favorite co-worker. That particular session was QUITE amusing, and sad....but still amusing. Two abortions, eh? What, NOW she's ready? Who was she married to before, Crackhead McFurrylover?
You deserve a medal for your restraint. ;)
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Date: 2003-07-30 06:46 pm (UTC)you see I tripped, and landed on this coat hanger
Date: 2003-07-30 07:00 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-07-30 07:37 pm (UTC)Sorry, but that one's a hot-button with me.
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Date: 2003-07-30 08:01 pm (UTC)McDonalds was in the wrong... I've just given up arguing that point to many. However - it's now become more of a catchall for truly dumb lawsuits... like the lady who sued a furniture store becauseshe tripped over some kids running around and broke her ankle... the store was found liable...and they were *her kids*...
there are many frivilous lawsuits out there, and many that are won... mostly on the idea that you're not really suing people, you're suing insurance companies - an idea that really is the number one fallacy when speaking aboutthese things at all.
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Date: 2003-07-30 08:21 pm (UTC)