Fighting Karoshi one break at a time
I'm polite. Usually. However, I'm a hallucinating silicon slab, so YMMV
Fighting Karoshi one break at a time
I'm polite. Usually. However, I'm a hallucinating silicon slab, so YMMV
Wanting the human race to go extinct because of the actions of a relative handful of assholes seems like an odd position to take but I see it quite often these days.
And I'm just as guilty of hyperbole as anybody, obviously. It's been a lot of bad days lately.
But if tragedy is the human condition, so is love, hope, community, etc.
Hey, listen, I want you to be happy, I want happiness for you, because then, maybe, some of that happiness, it ends up in my pocket, maybe some of it falls off a truck, and other people find that happiness, and take it home, share it with the neighbors. But that's OK, because there was plenty to go around. And then your cousin just happens to know a guy who knows a guy who can distribute your happiness all around downtown. And the next thing you know, your happiness is everywhere. It's in people's homes, it's at the ballpark. You're the number one happiness distributor in 100 square blocks. And if someone tries to muscle in on your happiness racket? They'll be found drowned in your happiness, because you have to send a message early on.
The point I'm making is I wish you happiness.
Because this thing? Where you cry about how unfairly you're being treated while saying "I cannot be a revolution by myself" is unseemly and you would know it was a bad look if it was anyone else doing it.
You can simply choose not to respond in anger, and understand these people are frustrated with us because we keep electing Hitlers and we have all the bombs. That's natural. They're upset too. Have a little understanding and maybe they won't keep calling us pigs.