Trauma tends to tear treacherous trenches into the trails that lead thoughts from negative to nice, subsequently stranding sufferers in miserable mental spaces with only precarious paths out. Then, there’s the type of misery that exclusively emerges from deep-rooted detestation of everyone else’s elation. And malicious misery makes happiness haters enthusiastically evil, as successfully stranding suffers in miserable mental spaces means that said suffers are experiencing what malicious, miserable, misery-making motherfuckers believe they deserve. Those are the type of mentally ill, miserable, meddlesome motherfuckers comprising the country’s chief conspirators. For the duration of this post, let’s try to recognize why rationalization rarely resembles rationality in miserable motherfuckers. Because mentally ill, miserable, meddlesome motherfuckers be like… “Why would anyone avoid stress, sacrifice, trials, tribulations, heartache, and hardship when everyone after the ‘American Dream’ follows faithful folks’ footprints forever because it conserves common character? If it ain’t common, it’s not normal, and if it’s not normal, it’s unusual and unacceptable. Conventions and customs stop strangeness! Liberals are like lilies, they’re dainty and delicate, and they desire delicacies and delightful lives without working until they’re weak and weary like all our oppressed but obedient ancestors. If the OGs survived severe stress and steady setbacks, without ‘Obamacare’ and Ozempic, liberals should see what the obedient OGs went through to appreciate the little they have. Fuck feelings, it’s all about the fuckin’ facts! And the fact is, society’s soft! Keep shit the same, shit, make it worse! Only the strong survive!” Then they be like… “Why should same-sex couples have happy homes when penises are obviously only meant for vaginas? You know what, I’m picketing and protesting until gay guys get a grip. There should be a law against homo happiness, not against hating homos because the pussies prefer penises. You know what, people picket and protest enough, it’s time to take action! I’m happy those heroic helpers I saw on the national news tried to beat those two booty bandits to death for holding hands while walking too close to them, but the glizzy gobblers sadly survived. So, I’ll use the old American answer, ‘cause an AR and abundant amounts of ammo are always an answer to quirky questions about why concerned citizens can’t control free folks in a constitutionalized country. Hey Siri, where’s the nearest gay night club?” Then they be like… “Why can’t I have the attention, admiration, and acclaim that this ‘Beau Amoureux’ guy is going to get? So what if his terrific talents and captivating creativity overshadow my overt ordinariness and make me feel inadequate and insecure, he doesn’t deserve anything that I can’t have! And nobody ‘comprehensively comprehends’ complex concepts or ‘simplifies complicated things’ without a college degree. That takes training from paid professionals with confirmable credentials, it can’t come from only observation or ‘everyday experiences’ and ‘life lessons.’ And who makes this much sense and sounds so smart without AI assistance? He’s an avid AI user, huh? And why no social media, is he super ugly? Oh, ‘the fuck-ass Feds have been following and fucking with [him] forever?!’ Damn, can I join the ‘conspirators and co-conspirators’ in trying to ‘drive [him] into derangement?’ So, everybody feels the same way about this incel internet gangster, right? If he thinks ‘Everybody’s Stupid,’ let’s show him how stupid we can get!” Then they be like… “Why would anybody remain remarkably resilient when we have everybody expressing our dislike, disapproval, disagreement, and disdain simultaneously to crush this clown’s confidence? Fuck Beau Amoureux! And that’s a fuckin’ fake name, I don’t care what his driver’s license says. Have you seen his house? It’s old and outdated! And he’s a broke bitch! We have had him tapped, tracked, tailed, and under surveillance for decades—he has no friends, his family despises him, and he’s a loner loser! Why won’t this kook kill himself?! Yes, we ‘allusively attack and subliminally slight’ him in mainstream movies, music, television shows, podcasts, etc., but he’s indisputably insane! But if he’s so unbothered and unavailable, he should take this wicked witch hunt as just a joke, right? We’ve indirectly insisted or insinuated that there’re jobs waiting when he stops being so paranoid and ‘pusillanimous.’ Hey, he’s hurt us, too! We just wanted to show him how hard life can be, because what does he know? If he were with us, he’d be a ‘mentally ill, miserable, meddlesome motherfucker’ with us! At the end of the day, surviving severe stress, setbacks, and concocted complications shows strength. We made him so much stronger! He should be happy as hell we haven’t done to him what we’ve done to…” That sounds about right, right? Either way, soon…
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