And now for some cathartic rambling, with an apology for the f-bombs…
Looking for an excuse to shoot something, to flex military muscle and make trouble and inflict pain and suffering? You know– because pain and suffering are in such short supply around the world.
Fuck you, Xi. Fuck you, Vladimir. Fuck you, House Republicans and always Trumpers, and hawks everywhere, with dollar signs for eyes. Power-hungry, always burning hot. Paranoid Bible-thumpers preparing for the worst.
No wonder it’s easy for many to feel hopeless and helpless, and angry.
Many of us don’t want war. We don’t want proponents of limitless executive power. We don’t want whatever it is you’re selling. We’re smart enough to know that you don’t care about much beyond what works for you and your desire to preserve… something. We’ve had enough of your moldy, decrepit agendas.
Maybe we’d love to declare war on you, tear you down and wear you down and destroy everything that makes life bearable for you (is life bearable for you?), but then we’d be as depraved and cold-hearted as you.
What the hell are we doing here? You want to talk about destiny, and ownership? Whose destiny? What ownership? Leave Taiwan alone. Leave Ukraine alone. Leave women and gay people and immigrants alone, and come to terms with the reality that the world is a big place and there’s room for everybody. People hate being “owned,” and discounted.
And please keep your religious faith, or lack thereof, to yourself.
Most people don’t like being told what to do or how to think any more than you do, so deep-six your seemingly insatiable craving to force yourselves on people who really resent the fact that you think you know what’s best for them.
Shut the fuck up, basically. Leave the world alone, tend to your own houses, and learn how to cooperate, how to lead, though it’s probably too late for that. Cooperation is a dirty word for the Dynamic Duo from Hell. Right, Vlad? Right, Donald?
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