Serial Killers

Serial Killers

This one should be a no-brainer (no pun intended) and yet I still find people who sympathize with individuals such as Jeffrey Dahmer, the Creek River Killer, the D.C. Sniper, and Marilyn Manson.

Now, i'll be the first person to tell you that if you think these people are deserving of any sympathy, you're wrong. They're like me, but worse. They not only have no sympathy, they have (arguably) zero emotion left.

They're your definition of a "cold-hearted" killer in that their passion has gone from a burning fire to a cold icy hearth. 

Serial Killers seem to have lowered their inhibitions to the point where they're willing to kill other individuals but they're not willing to kill themselves, unlike shooting sprees which tend to result in both killing others and oneself. This idea is a bit ironic when discussing human nature considering that most individuals that take their own lives haven't ever killed someone else. 

Die an Honorable Death.

Die an Honorable Death. 

Take a picture. It lasts longer.

Be a good person.

Be nice to other people.

Don't hurt others.

Don't speak ill of other people.

Do your best.

Be the best.

Discipline yourself to be the best you can be. Then, only when you've conquered everything in your way can you ever settle.

Forget morals.

Forget Common Sense.

It doesn't matter to you anymore. It never matered to you.

Discuss, with yourself or others. Why? 

Why do what others tell me? 

Why have strings attached to every last move I ever make?

Every strategy, every plan, every obstacle, is dust. Nothingness.

Contradictions beget everything. 

Forgive and forget....right?

Don't be rude.

Be nice. Smile.

Take initiative.

Go out.

Buy something for yourself.

Spoil yourself.

You only live once.

Take a hit.

Take a swig.

Take somebody with you.

Don't be an outsider.

Insiders stay warm. Comfy. 

Their conduct is exemplary. 

Question everything.

Do anything else other than what they tell you to.

I Have No Sympathy For White Supremacists.

I Have No Sympathy For White Supremacists.

I'm not going to lie, I have no sympathy for Nazi's and White Supremacists. They get what's coming to them like everyone else. In a way, I have no Sympathy for anyone because of the inevitable doom that will befall Humanity. Life is like the plague, terminal. I haven't a care in the word for people who seek destruction and chaos. Call me a hypocrite.  Call me an animal. Call me no better than them, but having a heart for people who claim that what they're doing is somehow "right" when it bequeaths zero sympathy on those they hurt is a perfect exposure of the appetite for destruction White Supremacy bears. Hell hath no fury like facing mortality down the barrel of a shotgun and you'd be mistaking vanity for sympathy if you thought the shooter felt fear when pulling the trigger. Fear, not hate would be the main driving force if it were so, and in this case, the opposite appears to be true. Hate is the driving force. 

Humanity has been turned into a race of slaves by Aliens.

Humanity has been turned into a race of slaves by Aliens.

There's nothing that can be done to stop them, they're everywhere. They've forced the humans into fields miles long and there's literally nothing that can be done to save them from their eventual fates. Then a fucking UNICORN came the fuck out of nowhere and starts IMPALING aliens on its horn fucking people up left and right hoofing their brains in and whiplashing them with it's tail firing rainbow laser beams out of its horn slicing entire rows of aliens into explosions. Then, the teenage mutant ninja turtles show up and start smacking the shit of the aliens cutting and slicing, smacking, choking, and breaking their will with each alien they slaughter, eventually destroying thousands.

The power rangers show up with shotguns and blow their heads off because fuck the power rangers.

The humans were eventually free by Unicorn and Friends and all was well.

The day was saved by Unicorn and Friends.