Rant Farm - PROTECT THE QUEEN
I really really hate people with talent. More than most things, I'd say. They're just so...gifted. I don't think that extends to anyone who would actually read this (I'm talking to YOU Eric) because as far as I know I don't have any really talented friends. Which isn't a slight against my friends, well I suppose it is a little but I'm talking about almost supernaturally talented people. The people who become piano virtuosos at ten years old and skip three grades in school and have natural affinities. I HATE people with natural affinities.
Then there is the low-yield prodigy; maybe they're not geniuses but they have considerable ability at one or two aspects, whether academic or creative or something else entirely. I hate those people just as much. Perhaps more, because the truly brilliant are so far removed that they scarcely seem human, while these people seem just like the rest of us fucking clods but they're just good at certain shit. That probably does extend to a few people I know but whatever they know I hate 'em.
Of course I'd hate these people if they were normal, but jealousy really adds something to hate that you just can't find anywhere else. I'm probably not the foremost expert on this subject - I am not a jealous person by nature - but the satisfaction I get from really hating someone with natural talent or wealth is just incomparable. Even better, the former often begets the latter, creating a double-hate equation where it's not simply tripled or squared or even cubed I don't know it's something infinitely larger.
So to all you who have things you're good at - really good at - let it be known I hate you more than I hate the clueless slobs who surround you. They probably hate you too. Not as much as I do, but they still hate you. It doesn't even have to be something that can make you money, maybe you're naturally talented at Yahtzee or 20 questions. We still fucking hate you.
The rage of the unremarkably average hisses and sputters like the last flames of a dying star, and it's directed squarely at you. I HATE YOU HOLY SHIT
Then there is the low-yield prodigy; maybe they're not geniuses but they have considerable ability at one or two aspects, whether academic or creative or something else entirely. I hate those people just as much. Perhaps more, because the truly brilliant are so far removed that they scarcely seem human, while these people seem just like the rest of us fucking clods but they're just good at certain shit. That probably does extend to a few people I know but whatever they know I hate 'em.
Of course I'd hate these people if they were normal, but jealousy really adds something to hate that you just can't find anywhere else. I'm probably not the foremost expert on this subject - I am not a jealous person by nature - but the satisfaction I get from really hating someone with natural talent or wealth is just incomparable. Even better, the former often begets the latter, creating a double-hate equation where it's not simply tripled or squared or even cubed I don't know it's something infinitely larger.
So to all you who have things you're good at - really good at - let it be known I hate you more than I hate the clueless slobs who surround you. They probably hate you too. Not as much as I do, but they still hate you. It doesn't even have to be something that can make you money, maybe you're naturally talented at Yahtzee or 20 questions. We still fucking hate you.
The rage of the unremarkably average hisses and sputters like the last flames of a dying star, and it's directed squarely at you. I HATE YOU HOLY SHIT