color me a pompous fuck

[blustocking]

I 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.

Comments

[catwoman980.livejournal.com]

Let me explain...

No, there is too much. Let me sum up.

Ain't nothin' happenin', this whole shit is my shit bitch and I'm the captian
Can't beat me join me baby then get to clappin'
Bang it in ya whip to get ya neck snappin'
I know you hopin' that I rest so you can breathe
Stressed when we in the same places 'till I leave
Whisper to they friends what they wanna do to me
Wish they could erase me, take away the air I breathe
And I feed 'cuz that shit only give me hunger pains
Never let you muhfuckas put out my flame
Ready for whatever, was trained to maintain
And I always been a savage 'bout the fame
Separate the girls from the women and the winnin'
Always knew the thrill was worth it from the beginnin'
Baby what's the deal I'm hurtin' 'em how I'm livin'
I gotta conquer it all now the world's my wishin'

[xopiateslavex.livejournal.com]

>>Don't be an idiot.
And never forget, you're a fucking idiot.
It's a delicate balance really.<<

And *how*. What a fabulous entry!

***
heathyr wynne

[chaoticasylum.livejournal.com]

my favourite co-worker (http://www.livejournal.com/users/chaoticasylum/180443.html?mode=reply) is constantly trying to breed... can't seem to figure out why she can't get pregnant. I'm guessing it's the two previous abortions and the fact that her pothead husband smokes away all his sperm, but...eh.

It's not just LJ that makes people feel deep and thoughtful - everything pandersto the lowest common denominator now. Everything. There was a label on my milk today that said "Warning: Product contains allergen - Milk." Sosince we've ruled out the idea that people should need to think before doing something, we've made the iea of survival of the fittest extinct.

[motherevol.livejournal.com]

Okay, I take offense to the fact that I like to hump cacti and beat people with rocks. ;) Heck, what else is there to do in the vortex of suck? Befriend mullets that think cherry flavored Skoll is the new Pepsi? Haha!

Oh, how I wish they never revoked the "They Needed Killin'" law in Texas. Arizona certainly, among other demographics could use a burst of morale at this juncture in time. I know several people I'd like to ice and then blast off to Saturn so I could spend the rest of my day’s skate boarding on Huygens Gap. Wow, that Gap is something else I say.

[adrianrhod.livejournal.com]

Not mine though, 'cause I'm perfect.
How'd I end up on your friends list then? :P
(I use an emoticon, for you).

I was going to put a 'shoot 'em all and let god sort 'em out' simpsons reference here, but it's been so long since I saw that episode I can't remember exactly how the exchange goes. Sorry. I'm still working on buying you that lighthouse, by the way.

[crucible.livejournal.com]

I loved this. As a ridiculous overblown fuckwad myself, I'm in full agreement. While I shan't speak for others (not out of principle, but merely from sheer laziness and unjustified elitism), I beleive that I myself should be one of the first to be culled. That being said, I shall go to my well-deserved fate as soya farm fertilizer having at least read one of the most truthful fucking things that's ever been written here.

dewd

[jnglboogi.livejournal.com]

um, was this post about me??
=i'm off to write some poetry now=

haha


and i say to this post a big FUCK YES! aaah--took the words right outta my mouth, miss J!

i'll be the first and the last to admit that i AM the biggest fucktard--but i luuuuurv it! everyday i'm surprised that ANYONE reads my mindless ramblings on this fucking thing...go figure!

she reads my mind

[twinbee.livejournal.com]

Moderation is the key to the spice of life. Which is, incidentally, good sex. --you

I came up with the exact same though about a week ago. Internal voice 1 (cliche) said: "variety is the spice of life"
Internal voice 2 (tureself 81) said: 'Good sex is the spice of life".

Can you read my fucking mind or what?

Long live the anger of the intelligent! VIVA BLU!

[spasmolytic.livejournal.com]

Here, here!

[screamapillar.livejournal.com]

Don't be an idiot.
And never forget, you're a fucking idiot.

Yew can't tell me wat to do! A-duuuuur!

Long live arrogant smart-asses!

mean old jack's $0.02

[photicdriver.livejournal.com]

ok, yes thank you. mr. justin and I have often figured that we had better raise our young'n right or else we'll give ted bundy a run for his sociopathic money.

so I shall add to your rant with my "fuck online journals for.....making people think they're so interesting and desirable as to warrant the legions of stalkers they claim to have."

what the hell people? some of the stalk-enamored obviously love the attention, or they wouldn't draw attention to the fact that they have stalkers so much. way to discourage them, folks. plus it's so much fun to make people pity you, and perpetuate the super duper drama.
why is the internet full of people whose lives seem to resemble smiths songs? morrissey is dead, dudes, leave him at the flashback lunch where he belongs.

I'm sick of the whole " I can't tell you anything about myself other than the fact that I like it in the ass" bullshit. I'm not going to give anyone my SSN, but fuck, wanna know my name? that's
cool, I'm not scared of you.

why are so many scared of little old me then? I don't have nearly enough organization or an attention span or even the interest in anyone but myself to make stalking a reasonable idea. that shit takes time and energy I just don't have.

oh my god, someone gag me or I'll never stop.

[secondderogate.livejournal.com]

smart people don't breed. they know better.

it's a cycle that will no doubt end in the ultimate extinction of intellect.. and i'll be dead before then so you won't see me trying to change it.

the general population really is getting dimmer with each passing day. don't convince yourself otherwise. all this arty scene kid pseudo fucking intellect is worth shit. these kids won't change the world, they'll just dress it up pretty and retro until a new scene comes along. it's all so temporary..

screw you, stocking. you've made me anger-ful.

now if you'll excuse me, i have some class A wasting away to do..

[ex-nixe725.livejournal.com]

That made me feel all warm and fuzzy to read.

:)

[emu72.livejournal.com]

So is that it, are the Smart Kids destined to forever be the minority? Or is it getting worse.

Yes.
It's the way it always has been.
It's the way it always will be.
Come join me in my to-be-formed utopian feudal society!
You have to have the stupid because the smart ain't strong!
See the smart laugh at your observations and shake their heads and say "that sexy gal, she's right!" the stupid get offended and think "She talking about ME! She said I'm dumb, with a bloated sense of importance!" And really, they ain't wrong, but it would behoove us to deny it, and let them live in the pretty land of denial. A happy slave is a productive slave!

;)

[masquerader.livejournal.com]

Was this the witty post ye wanted me to read?