NiftyNiblick
1960s Chick Magnet
I am genetically programmed to viscerally hate anybody or anything
that diminishes my quality of life. That's being Sicilian, Sicily having invented the vendetta,
and since I'm 100% Sicilian, I can hate at a level that few JPP members could possibly understand.
As such, I hate trumpanzees to the point of wishing them an end
too horrible for even my fertile imagination.
I can imagine frightfully horrific things,
yet none of it feels sufficiently horrific for them.
I'm not the least bit certain that free will actually exists, however,
and if it doesn't,
their total perversity isn't actually their fault.
But if free will doesn't exist, then my beyond-extreme hatred for them,
despite their being simply genetically defective and not responsible,
is no more my fault
than their totally repugnant existence is theirs.
Although it's a hard stretch for me,
let's imagine that free will does indeed exist.
When a disgusting right wing pile of steaming pigshit
makes fun of progressives as utopia seekers,
my wish is to see them disremembered and eviscerated.
Maximum possible excellence can ONLY be achieved
by the relentless pursuit of unattainable perfection.
That's simple, irrefutable fact.
If we want to be as good as we actually can be,
we must always strive to be perfect,
and that includes striving to make our society a utopia where everybody is happy.
Those who scoff at such efforts are genetic garbage.
This is irrefutable as well.
Logically, we can't blame genetic garbage for being what it is,
but genetically, I can't help myself from doing it.
The ferocity of my hatred for them is literally indescribable in mere language,
and I never misuse the word "literally."
While we all have practical struggles that take precedence,
this is the philosophical struggle which has always weighed on me more than any other.
Discuss how you manage intellectual dichotomies like this.
It's always been a mystery to me.
that diminishes my quality of life. That's being Sicilian, Sicily having invented the vendetta,
and since I'm 100% Sicilian, I can hate at a level that few JPP members could possibly understand.
As such, I hate trumpanzees to the point of wishing them an end
too horrible for even my fertile imagination.
I can imagine frightfully horrific things,
yet none of it feels sufficiently horrific for them.
I'm not the least bit certain that free will actually exists, however,
and if it doesn't,
their total perversity isn't actually their fault.
But if free will doesn't exist, then my beyond-extreme hatred for them,
despite their being simply genetically defective and not responsible,
is no more my fault
than their totally repugnant existence is theirs.
Although it's a hard stretch for me,
let's imagine that free will does indeed exist.
When a disgusting right wing pile of steaming pigshit
makes fun of progressives as utopia seekers,
my wish is to see them disremembered and eviscerated.
Maximum possible excellence can ONLY be achieved
by the relentless pursuit of unattainable perfection.
That's simple, irrefutable fact.
If we want to be as good as we actually can be,
we must always strive to be perfect,
and that includes striving to make our society a utopia where everybody is happy.
Those who scoff at such efforts are genetic garbage.
This is irrefutable as well.
Logically, we can't blame genetic garbage for being what it is,
but genetically, I can't help myself from doing it.
The ferocity of my hatred for them is literally indescribable in mere language,
and I never misuse the word "literally."
While we all have practical struggles that take precedence,
this is the philosophical struggle which has always weighed on me more than any other.
Discuss how you manage intellectual dichotomies like this.
It's always been a mystery to me.
