They say our generation is blameless, but that’s only because we’ve done nothing.
Throw your hands up in the air for fear of getting them dirty. It’s easier to point fingers in your dying moments instead of treading water. Blame the past, blame the system and blame your fucking parents.
Don’t educate yourself. Don’t open your eyes and realise that there is more for you. Let your soul waste away while your waistline continues to expand. Have some cunt kids so you can live vicariously through them before you die when you’re forty. Be so happy for them when they get more out of life than you do, like a bigger belt size before their third coronary and a wider front door than yours so they can get their fucking arse through it.
Eat and fuck each other. Or is that fuck and eat each other? Either way, don’t take any responsibility for your actions. Why would you? When you can just say “I didn’t fuck the world”. That was everyone else’s fault. So sleep soundly tonight. Tomorrow, when the stocks burn, rich, god fearing, white people, will be knocking on your door looking to take a piece of you home in a bag. While the “third world” goes on unaffected by digital monopoly.
Ultimately, you really need that extra cheeseburger for one cent, so hunt and kill your quarry by throwing your wallet at it. Watch it’s fucking head explode. Wars were fought and millions have died in the name of your freedom, so live a little and spend that extra cent, be a fucking modern day hero as you save the next poor cunt from eating that shit. Throw yourself on that live grenade and let your heart absorb the corporate funded and government protected population control of cholesterol, lung cancer and liver failure. Pay the same people that are trying to kill you to save your life.
Our enemy will be using prey on the weak tactics. What the fuck good are you when they dangle donuts or a fucking laptop and wireless internet in front of you? You would sell out your species for a lick of the cigarette they poisoned, you fucking addict. They would break you down with the scent of a grease trap. If you depend on them for everything, you will be the first to be targeted.
So die, now, you stupid motherfucker. We don’t need you. There’s no room here any more. You’re blameless, because you haven’t done anything to deserve blame.
You haven’t done anything at all.
(Source: mister-selfdestruct)
