The observably offensive saying, “No shit, Sherlock.”, timely tells the tale of “Captain Obvious” and petty, puerile people pointing out items, instances, and incidents that typically need no explanation or exclamation. Additionally, said saying is one of my favorites. What’s the distinctive, defining difference between being realistic and being “real?” Well, “real” really ain’t a real thing. Because, saying it simply, nonsensical niggas who regularly ruin their own lives living up to the imbecilic idea that being “real” means being relentlessly retarded and regularizing ridiculousness are rarely realistic enough to catch and change their decidedly destructive ways before their deliberately dumb decisions devastatingly destroy them. On the other hand, realistic people realize and respect the reality of everything, right? Well, if “perception is reality” and people perceive things differently based on circumstances, cognitive capacity, and especial experiences, how many distinctively different things can be realistic and true at once? Well again, if the world is wicked, does responding wickedly to life’s little or large afflictions and adversities worsen the world, or does it make it easier for evil to expand? If a whore is selling her body, is refusing to pay a prostitute bad, or is it bound to happen eventually? My point is, if someone severely stupid thinks that they’re being “real,” justifying their evildoing by explaining evil’s existence as if it’s always all around and there’s no escaping it doesn’t make them realistic, they’re only observing what they’re obviously obsessed with—essentially, eliminating empathy. In a stupid motherfucker’s mind, if everybody’s evil and evil is obviously omnipresent, everybody’s getting away with being evil, so that makes being evil easier than everything else. Like I said before, think of the difference between understanding the deep desire to do someone dirty and doing someone dirty only because you deeply desire to. And realistically, how often is doing the right thing difficult? Diverging slightly, Laura, I caught a small snippet of your co-conspiring colleagues’ conversation concerning consoling you in this tough time, and if it seemed sort of insensitive and inconsiderate to you, ask yourself, has dismissive, disrespectful dialogue been deliberately designed to disturb me during the declamation of allusive attacks and subliminal slights supplied in the scripts given to you and those goofy-ass guys? And if you don’t mind me answering that question, yes, insensitivity and inconsideration are traditional traits of mentally ill, miserable, meddlesome motherfuckers! Laura, the catastrophic collision that claimed the life of your loved one—who happened to have an alliterative appellative—likely wasn’t an accident or a coincidence. The grey-haired geezer said, definitely detached and desensitized, “This is going to be hard. This is going to be hard for a long time. This is a tragedy. There’s nothing you can do, except accept the reality of this terrible situation. That is it!” He then followed it with some super self-righteous shit about him always meeting mourning with work, seemingly suggesting that grieving shouldn’t stop someone from functioning fully. Again, ambiguity and messages with multiple meanings or comments that could conceivably apply to several situations are these childish cowards’ attempt at cleverness. But really, they’re so simple-minded that the simplest shit seems significantly impressive to them. The grey-haired geezer’s aforementioned assertion could also apply to me, right? Especially, “There’s nothing you can do, except accept the reality of this terrible situation.” Sir, I could clip you up right now, going back to stupidly suspect stuff said at the scorching source that fired you, and end your endorsements and everything else you cherish career-wise. That’s not a threat, it’s a reminder that the “reality” of this seriously shitty situation bites badly! Laura, I could sense that you seemed sick of all of stunts and special effects in this circus-like shit show before the terrible “tragedy.” I’d only watch a few minutes of every few episodes, but we both know that the bullshit begins as soon as these soon-to-be severely scrutinized shows start—and it never stops. They’ve tried to overwhelm me with bombardments of bullshit, even starting several podcasts with relentlessly rude casts of chatty chicks just to fuck with my mind. Take the time to love yourself, Laura. That was your friend, those are your feelings, so take your time. To wrap this up, I don’t embellish or exaggerate, it’s not my style, and I know that the smartest and most sensible objective observers can tell that’s true. So, when I tell y’all that these foolish folks are forever fucked, take it as an indefinite inevitability. Because soon…
Omniscience