Americans Are Willing To Trample One Another To Get Their Hands On Cheap Foreign-Made Plastic Crap
As this latest Black Friday clearly demonstrated, Americans are literally willing to trample one another to get the best deals on cheap foreign-made plastic crap.
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I don't think I can bear sharing a planet with so many stupid people for much longer! Someone said to me: "That's what makes the world interesting."
Um, no. I'm done with all this dead weight. People literally trampling each other, just to get shitty laptops? What are they going to be like when there's no fresh water or food supplies? I doubt anyone'll say it's an interesting world to live in then. Interesting world? I'd rather live in a quiet one. I'm sure kids starving, wondering when their next meal is coming, AIDS orphans, suffering in (oil-rich) war zones - I'm sure they think it's interesting. Yeah, right.
When I talk politics, either on Facebook, or on some forums, I think some people are mistaking my stream of discussion as a hobby. I don't discuss these topics to blow smoke up my own ass or anyone else's, I discuss in the hopes that I will connect with others who demand change happens NOW, not as part of some intellectual circle jerk.
People drain me, sometimes. I need some down time away from the masses. I wish I still had my car. Not that I could afford to run it, what with the soaring costs of filling the tank.
There is some good in the world. Even in my enraged current state, I know there are good people But I guess people fawning over inbred families spending millions of pounds of taxpayers money, for a gauche display of wealth and energy-harvesting ritual, people who I had hoped saw through the veil, well, that just makes me think 'Why. Bother.' Why bother sharing information; people don't really want to be free. Quasi-activism is the latest trend. It frustrates me beyond belief. To be trapped in a cage my fellow brothers and sisters hold shut.
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I don't think I can bear sharing a planet with so many stupid people for much longer! Someone said to me: "That's what makes the world interesting."
Um, no. I'm done with all this dead weight. People literally trampling each other, just to get shitty laptops? What are they going to be like when there's no fresh water or food supplies? I doubt anyone'll say it's an interesting world to live in then. Interesting world? I'd rather live in a quiet one. I'm sure kids starving, wondering when their next meal is coming, AIDS orphans, suffering in (oil-rich) war zones - I'm sure they think it's interesting. Yeah, right.
When I talk politics, either on Facebook, or on some forums, I think some people are mistaking my stream of discussion as a hobby. I don't discuss these topics to blow smoke up my own ass or anyone else's, I discuss in the hopes that I will connect with others who demand change happens NOW, not as part of some intellectual circle jerk.
People drain me, sometimes. I need some down time away from the masses. I wish I still had my car. Not that I could afford to run it, what with the soaring costs of filling the tank.
There is some good in the world. Even in my enraged current state, I know there are good people But I guess people fawning over inbred families spending millions of pounds of taxpayers money, for a gauche display of wealth and energy-harvesting ritual, people who I had hoped saw through the veil, well, that just makes me think 'Why. Bother.' Why bother sharing information; people don't really want to be free. Quasi-activism is the latest trend. It frustrates me beyond belief. To be trapped in a cage my fellow brothers and sisters hold shut.
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