Monday, September 21, 2020

Hatred

This country is full of hatred.

And anger.

I was driving home from work last week. Got to an intersection where I would be taking a left turn. My arrow was green. I noticed a guy coming from the opposite direction, screaming down the road with his right blinker on. A long way off but he was moving.

I started to turn and he took the turn as well. Cut me off. I flipped him off. I was behind him and he slowed way down. He was driving a big old Chevy SUV. Obviously a brainless trump ball-licker.

I thought he was going to stop. I thought maybe I made a mistake.

I am not a tough guy. Never have been. But I do have a temper. That is a bad combination in today's world. 

Turns out he slowed down to about 10 miles per hour, daring me, of course, to try and pass him. I realized the smart thing to do was to wait him out until he satisfied his juvenile response (as opposed to my mature response). After a minute or two he got back up to speed. The episode was over.

I'm thinking I need to control my temper. There are a lot of stupid, violent, fucked up people out there. And they are breeding at record rates. Better for me to hope that douchebag contracts Covid-19 and dies a twisted, excruciatingly painful death. It would make me feel good to know that.

Heard Marc Maron doing stand-up recently. About this very thing. He was talking about the fact that he is not a fighter. He accepts that. He said he is not a pussy but he is on the cusp. I love that. Made me laugh. He is such an honest guy.

But the manhood thing is the problem. I feel I am being challenged when  douchebag boy cuts me off, but what does it prove to flip him off? It proves I am not too smart. You gotta know your limits.

All trump supporters are brutes who feel no pain because they are too stupid to feel pain. Sensitivity is beyond their grasp, emotionally and physically. It's better to wait them out. They will all die from drinking too many Natty Lights, smoking too many cigarettes, and refusing to wear masks.

Natural selection, baby.

I wish we could speed up the process. Then I could get back to flipping assholes off safely.

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