People like you absolutely cannot be allowed anywhere near the levers of power in any society.
Your mindset is responsible for so much preventable suffering and you think it's universal for some reason.
Oh don’t worry that’s already happened. It’s precisely because I can be honest with myself and you can’t that they handed me the keys but couldn’t trust you. Society is full of people who talk, few who can act. You learn quickly who falls where.
This just in, when the Adult In The Room with the Grown-Ass Adult Job that Makes The Hard Decisions and Gets Shit Done was asked what kind of lanyard he wears and what kind of blood soaks his boots:
Why do you want to know? So you can try and cancel me? Call my boss, or at least what you think is my boss and tell them about me? I mean go nuts. Show them what I’ve said. The thing that makes this all so unbearable for people like you is that I’m the same here as I am in person.
Do you think I am like you? Pretending to be this or that and then sneaking home to don some persona on the internet? It’s embarrassing. I don’t say one fucking word if I don’t mean it. That’s in person, that’s online. It means I don’t have to keep track of all the little half truths you tell, the silly little story you have invented.
I’m an asshole. You’re right about that. But there isn’t anything you can do about that. You know why? Because I made sure I was really Fucking good at something that people like you couldn’t stomach. So there will always be another job for me.
It affords me the liberty to tell the truth. To piss off little shit dicks such as yourself. If you do not like that, too Fucking bad.
People like you absolutely cannot be allowed anywhere near the levers of power in any society. Your mindset is responsible for so much preventable suffering and you think it's universal for some reason.
Oh don’t worry that’s already happened. It’s precisely because I can be honest with myself and you can’t that they handed me the keys but couldn’t trust you. Society is full of people who talk, few who can act. You learn quickly who falls where.
This just in, when the Adult In The Room with the Grown-Ass Adult Job that Makes The Hard Decisions and Gets Shit Done was asked what kind of lanyard he wears and what kind of blood soaks his boots: