clubgop wrote:Okeefenokee wrote:GrumpyCatFace wrote:How else could you explain the continued existence (and freedom) of banksters, industrial tycoons, and tobacco companies?
The greatest example of prosperity, opportunity, and freedom the world has ever seen.
Go back a hundred years and tell a black man how horrible all these banksters, tycoons, and tobacco companies have made America, and see if he doesn't laugh in your face after he finds out a black man has been elected, twice, the leader of the most powerful nation on earth.
You lack perspective, greatly.
Love how he throws tobacco companies in there like he aint all about legalization of weed and wait when the cartels turn corrupt what they gonna do?
Yeah, I remember my first interaction with the fuckwits who told me I could never make it because of muh banksters.
It's pure and unbridled envy. That's all it is. You don't have to be a billionaire to be happy, but the thought that someone else has more money than you, never mind that they've put in more work than you'd ever be willing to perform, boils their fucking blood. If they can't cruise the world, banging supermodels, and doing blow off their assholes for simply logging in enough hours of call of duty, then by god we need to have a revolution.
Fuck off with that noise. I'll sit here by the fireplace, sipping my scotch, taking in the view of this wonderful life I've built, a life light-years beyond where I came from, and give you an occasional harumph, as you prattle along about how you're basically a slave.
This is slavery people. We're slaves. They buy us at auction like cattle. My lord, won't someone do something to lesson our plight? I had to get up at six this morning, SIX! Can you even imagine the burden that I bore as I woke up this morning and had to make bulldog gravy on my own stove? Like a peasant from the middle ages. No! From the crusades!
All I could think about as I listened to the jets in my oven roar was that the elite banksters, and the tycoons, and lets not forget those dastardly tobacco merchants, they probably have their food delivered, and never have to be subjected to that onerous sound.
Ah, no. Nevermind. I forgot. I could give a shit if someone else has something I don't. I wasn't raised to look into my neighbor's plate and wonder what he'd done to have something I don't, and that he must not deserve. I was raised to give thanks for what I have on my plate, and if I wanted more, it was up to me to provide it.
Maybe that's why I've put my energy towards getting what I want, instead of wasting it lamenting over how much someone else has.
Grades are in. 4.0 stands. President's list awarded five consecutive semesters. Gonna go out and get an overpriced bottle of scotch tomorrow to celebrate. Summer classes start in two weeks. If I was GCF, I would be engulfed in envy of the students who get the entire summer to sit on their asses while I hit the books.
Why should they have time off while I'm working? That isn't fair. It's those dastardly banksters and their evil tycoon friends' fault that I have to work while they sit on their asses.
Oh, never mind. These idiotic childish ideas keep rearing their ugly heads. I gotta buy some textbooks tomorrow, too.
But the textbook companies are enslaving you...
Get behind me, Satan!