I love Autumn, walking through a parade of trees, raining down its leaves, the distant burning smell in the air, the nip in the temperature. Maybe Justin Hayward summed it up better in The War of the World's classic, 'through Autumn's golden gown we used to kick our way...' Anyway enough sentiment, what do you care what I think about Autumn? I certainly wouldn't care about your views, unless they were filled with bitter, spiteful, twisted, hateful, vitriolic bloodlust.
I was having a discussion the other day, defending my viewpoint that people, as a whole, are hateful. We really are awful. We stink, we invade each other's space, we always fuck everything up, we're only in it for ourselves, we're mediorce and tasteless, we worship shitty things, and really have no clue about anything. But we think we do. We really think we are the best thing to happen to the world. But the only thing that brings us joy is to see the failure of people or success when its at the expense of each other. We try to make progress, we try to get along, but invariably it's in our nature, not just to disagree, but to dislike each other. You sort of think what's the point. Why don't we all commit mass suicide? So, what keeps us going? Well, it's obvious, it's either our selfish quest for success, fame and money, or its our shameless cowardice to do away with ourselves in the face of what will prove, I have no doubt, complete and utter futility.
You may say 'Bollocks, what keeps me going is love, food, sunshine, steak pies, iPods and porn.' Sure, but you're just a selfish cunt, though, really. Admit it. Isn't love selfish, isn't the vanity of wanting, and believing you have a right to be loved selfish, when poor fuckers out there don't even have an option or opportunity to even live beyond one week, because fuckers (aka the human race) have chosen to deprive them of opportunities? No, we are a hateful, embarrassing race, and if there is justice in the universe, and we are lucky even to encounter intelligent life, they will be suitably intelligent enough to wipe the whole fucking world out, never fucking mind bird flu.
I mean, what other species could commission 'Spoons' and 'Swingers'?
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