Reaction.
It never ceases to amaze me that when something displays the more violent, ugly, unlikeable side of human nature, people have to jump in by generalising a handful of people's behaviour to an entire country.
As for Americans who say that everyone who doesn't live there, or is "hating on you" is jealous, believe it or not there are actually people who actively choose not to move there because they would not like to live there. Not everyone thinks you're all that. I say this as a green card holder who is steadily losing his interest in moving to that country.
While this just proves I am no better than the main offenders, it still puzzles me (and yet makes sense if you bother to follow through with some bullshit social psychology theory about in groups and out groups).
With each passing day I really do hope that something will come about that results in the eradication of humanity. I suppose the easiest way to wipe humanity out of my existence is to kill myself. Wipe out the human race, wipe out the problem. Fun times for all that are left. (I'm slowly growing to believe this is the best way).
Either that or something catastrophic happens that forces whatever little is left of the human population to forge new bonds free of prejudices in order to fight for survival. Perhaps we do need a machine uprising. Things looked just peachy on the level of equality in the Matrix and Terminator movies. Men and women of different ages and ethnicities all in positions of power, all held in equal esteem, all living and fighting and dying together.
The very fact I am a human sickens me to the point of wanting to end my being. I hate myself more as a human being than as a person (despite the fact I hate myself as a person as well). I can't believe I am limited to being nothing more than those around me, with one or two exceptions. Even those who excel amongst us do not do so by any margin that can be considered significant to anyone other than those deemed "inferior" by those who like to think highly of themselves. No matter what anyone says, there is nothing significant I can do. All there is to do is convince ourselves otherwise and carry on, in the belief that we really are something special.
Really, it makes me sick. I make myself sick.
I'm going to shut myself up before I make an even bigger fool of myself.
As for Americans who say that everyone who doesn't live there, or is "hating on you" is jealous, believe it or not there are actually people who actively choose not to move there because they would not like to live there. Not everyone thinks you're all that. I say this as a green card holder who is steadily losing his interest in moving to that country.
While this just proves I am no better than the main offenders, it still puzzles me (and yet makes sense if you bother to follow through with some bullshit social psychology theory about in groups and out groups).
With each passing day I really do hope that something will come about that results in the eradication of humanity. I suppose the easiest way to wipe humanity out of my existence is to kill myself. Wipe out the human race, wipe out the problem. Fun times for all that are left. (I'm slowly growing to believe this is the best way).
Either that or something catastrophic happens that forces whatever little is left of the human population to forge new bonds free of prejudices in order to fight for survival. Perhaps we do need a machine uprising. Things looked just peachy on the level of equality in the Matrix and Terminator movies. Men and women of different ages and ethnicities all in positions of power, all held in equal esteem, all living and fighting and dying together.
The very fact I am a human sickens me to the point of wanting to end my being. I hate myself more as a human being than as a person (despite the fact I hate myself as a person as well). I can't believe I am limited to being nothing more than those around me, with one or two exceptions. Even those who excel amongst us do not do so by any margin that can be considered significant to anyone other than those deemed "inferior" by those who like to think highly of themselves. No matter what anyone says, there is nothing significant I can do. All there is to do is convince ourselves otherwise and carry on, in the belief that we really are something special.
Really, it makes me sick. I make myself sick.
I'm going to shut myself up before I make an even bigger fool of myself.