Saturday, September 24, 2016

PARABLE OF THE TRAFFIC

by Mr. Mean-Spirited



Think of life as something like trying to walk across a highway. Got that in your mind? Traffic is moving along pretty heavy, but you still need to find a way to get to the other side of the freeway. Even when there is no crosswalk, even when there is no pedestrian causeway, you very existence depends on getting across that road. Vehicle after vehicle zooms past. You do not hold any animosity for the unknown drivers – all of them have their own particular places to go. You wait for the right moment to walk across the road.

All of a sudden, you notice a slight gap in vehicles. You realize that if you maintain a precise pace, you can just make it across. Not a second to spare. At just the right moment, you enter the roadway – after making your way across the first lane, there is no turning back. Moving vehicles are just inches away from your flesh. You’re committed to the plan you have chosen. You have to do this.

Then one car slows down. What the hell? You had expected the vehicle to maintain the same speed and to pass you by now. Now you have no way of knowing exactly what the driver might be intending: just to stop so that you might get hit by a moving vehicle in the lane beside him – or maybe he has merely reduced speed because he thinks some different traffic law applies. The sedan, you notice with some caution, has not completely stopped – just reduced velocity. You believe that the driver is just being some sort of a Good Samaritan – but he has now made it impossible for you to get to the other side.

Because of the operator’s unwelcome help, your very life is now in jeopardy. If only that other person had just minded his own business, you might have made it where you needed to go. Now you are stuck in between life-threatening vehicles – all because some bastard wanted to be nice. Kindness kills.



Saturday, September 3, 2016

BE UNKIND


by Mr. Mean-Spirited






An honorable man is a hostile man. A brave man is a brutal man. A courageous man is a cruel man. Above all else, a dignified man makes everyone around him feel dispirited.

But a cheerful guy is always a coward. A generous man is invariably a gutless man. A kind man is completely controlled by mass culture.

The ruling class wants everyone to be nice to each other because the population is more easily managed that way. A populace is so much more easily controlled if the citizens are constantly apologizing to each other. A nice guy is easier to manipulate: he doesn’t object, he doesn’t complain, he doesn’t even raise his voice. You make adults obey exactly the same way that you make children behave: by getting them to be good.

If you want to reject social indoctrination, then you have got to do everything that society opposes. If humanitarians tell you that selfishness is wrong, then you need to become completely self-centered. If altruists say that the ego is a bad thing, then you better become more egotistical. Maintaining a continual attitude of unpleasantness is the only way that you are going to be able to resist socialization. Unkindness is not just a matter of self-respect, as much as unfriendliness is a means of self-protection.

To another freethinker, the presence of a fellow individualist might be intensely inspirational – but to the human horde, an individualist is going to be profoundly demoralizing. Only to another person who values personal freedom will a misfit seem encouraging – the rest of humanity will find him incredibly depressing. If you aren’t antagonizing your neighbors, then you aren’t doing individualism. If you aren’t detested by your fellow human beings, then you haven’t accomplished anything.

You become an individualist not by rejecting all contact with other people, but by reforming the way that you interact with others. You do not have to withdraw to a desert island (no matter how tempting that sounds), but you have to carry that island within you (palm fronds and all). You gain freedom by surrounding your personality by a sort of “mental moat.” You become an individualist by conveying such an attitude of contempt toward other people that you become an outcast in the eyes of the rest of society. You communicate such an attitude of repugnance that other people do not want to come near you.

The only way that you are going to defend your independence is by actively defeating all do-gooders, and that destruction is going to make you seem a threatening figure to the more subservient herd. Say what you like about an obnoxious jerk: at least he isn’t conned by some fraudulent charity. A man without sympathy will never be suckered. So you might as well remain unkind: others may hate you, but at least they won’t be taking advantage of you. 

Be alienated, be alert, be alarmed. But don’t be nice about it.

Saturday, August 20, 2016

GO AHEAD AND LITTER


by Mr. Mean-Spirited






Go ahead and litter. Go ahead and toss that rubbish. You don’t really need my permission, but there is no reason why you should be carrying around your refuse in your hands like a homeless bum.

What the fuck is wrong with you? Has society made you such a pansy that you are afraid to toss that empty beer can on the sidewalk? Grow some balls – and litter proudly.

Littering demonstrates what this world is. If you fling your rubbish into the street, the very act of littering shows that this country is already trash. Are you going to say that a graffiti-covered building isn’t already refuse? Are you going to tell me that there is truly a substantive difference between the junk food and its wrapper? Why not just toss that Big Mac container on the sidewalk? You’ve already eaten the worst of the crap anyway.

What difference does it make if you leave your Styrofoam drink cup on a picnic table if the environment is already made out of plastic anyway? Your habit of littering proves that there is nothing in this world that is actually worth saving. The world has gone to shit anyway, so why not just add some filth to the mess?

You’re telling me that I should not litter when the city is already looking like a prison camp with metal bars and surveillance cameras? Why the hell didn’t you express those same sentiments when the ruling class was designing such oppressive architecture in the first place?

Littering shows that you are more important than the people behind you. Why would you give a shit if some stranger slips on your discarded banana peel? You are more important than the rest of society. Disposing of your waste “properly” merely displays how much you have been socialized. Look at the filth already on the sidewalk – no one cares about you, why you concern yourself with anyone else?

Surely the real garbage in this world is other people. Your empty liquor bottle might be useless, but at least it is not as worthless as the rest of humanity. Leaving that piss-filled trash on the sidewalk helps others recognize what they truly are.

Littering demonstrates that everything has its lifespan. Your cigarette butt is not going to harm the environment. Even if it did, why would you care? You are not going to live forever anyway. What difference does it make if the city becomes uninhabitable in the next decade? You aren’t going to be around anyway.

Littering is honest. Littering shows that you haven’t been indoctrinated by the do-gooders. The act of littering shows that you have accepted the world as it is.

Toss that beer bottle on the pavement.

Sunday, August 14, 2016

WELCOME THE SUFFERING


by Mr. Mean-Spirited




If you sign the contract, then you deliver the product – whether you lose money or not. If you buy a ticket, then you take the ride – whether you want to go anywhere or not. If you order the meal, then you eat the food – whether you like what is on your plate or not. If you unwrap the condom, then you fuck the girl – whether the fat slut is attractive or not.

If you, foolish female, promise to love someone forever, then you keep your word – whether you are happy or not. If you, filthy human, have contracted some hideous disease, then you resign yourself to having your skin covered by pustules – whether you want to be oozing pus or not. If you, stupid reader, have committed some horrific sin on this planet, then you go to hell with a smirk on your lips – whether you repent with all your heart or not.

Life is something you withstand. If you are enjoying yourself, then you aren’t doing existence right. There is something flat-out undignified about being joyful.

Delight is only going to get in the way of daily survival. If you are looking for happiness in life, you aren’t ever going to find it anyway – so it is always best to content yourself with pulling your hat down and just making it through the storm. Ultimately, more genuine fulfillment is going to be discovered in withstanding the downpour. Honor is only going to be found in seeking adversity, not searching for ecstasy.

If your life is bleak, then sanctuary is only going to be had in the blackest part of the forest. It is always in the darkest spot that is best to hide. You can best safeguard your own personality by living the most austere existence possible.

Feeling uneasy demonstrates that you have truly understood something about the nature of this world. Anguish leaves your very presence marked by a sense of majesty. You only survive from one day to the next by an attitude of resignation.

Monday, July 25, 2016

HUMANITARIANS ARE JUST PREMATURE EJACULATORS

by Mr. Mean-Spirited



If you are going to call yourself a humanitarian, eventually other humans are going to take advantage of you. That’s the way life works, little fellow. All your generosity does not make you a compassionate person – it just makes you a sucker.

There is no entity more evil than a do-gooder – immoral precisely because that sort of person is such a dupe. There is no creature more vile than an altruist – disgusting precisely because your kind of sissy will allow yourself to be chumped. The liberal has about as much pathetic nastiness as a premature ejaculator covered with his own semen – all that giving just ends-up soiling yourself.

Caring about someone who doesn’t care about you is a sort of moral sliminess. A generous man is like a slug slathering itself in its filth – making itself sticky with magnanimity in order to conceal a fundamental vileness. Just as a liar will double-down on his lies to avoid admitting his dishonesty, a do-gooder will double-down on his meddling to avoid admitting his true emptiness.

Helping someone who will never help you is a just a way of humiliating yourself. Improving the life of another person will only make you a lesser human being. Openhandedness is just as way of willingly becoming a victim. Munificence is a moral failing.

A single act of benevolence can break you. A single act of kindness is something you will never live down. A single act of compassion is something that will cripple you forever. A single act of empathy will embarrass you to your dying day.

Like that premature ejaculator – the greater your bounty, the more that everyone else will be laughing at you. Sometimes it is better just to keep it in your pants.

Friday, July 15, 2016

IT IS TIME FOR A BACKLASH

by Mr. Mean-Spirited


After any terrorist attack, you always suffer more if you don’t strike back. If you ever get sucker-punched, then you are only going to get pummeled if you don’t pound back.

Whenever the Muslims execute a single Christian, Westerners need to eradicate a dozen Jihadists. You fight fire with fire. You fight violence with even greater violence.

Nothing dumber than a moment of silence after a terrorist slaughter; the only eulogy that you want to hear will be the sound of your foes being executed. In the old days, the victims would have sought revenge; in these diverse times, the pansies are carrying around teddy bears. A hundred years ago, real men would have demanded the criminal’s blood; now the liberals only want to show how sensitive they are.  Tolerance is only going to result in further terrorism. Acceptance is only going to produce another assault.  

If you hold a candlelight vigil after the latest massacre, you are only going to look frail. And feebleness is only going to encourage them to finish your off. It would be better to see one additional private citizen with an assault rifle, than an entire community carrying floral arrangements. You need to leave your balloons at home, and start taking your bazookas out into the streets. If you don’t show any backbone on the boulevard, then it is just a matter of time before your intestines get smeared on the sidewalk.

If you have any respect for yourself, it’s time for a backlash.


Sunday, July 10, 2016

ARE OTHER PEOPLE FULLY HUMAN?

by Mr. Mean-Spirited



I used to try. When I was younger, I tried to act like everyone else. 

I would observe carefully, and I would lean forward when the other person leaned forward. I would observe cautiously, and I would smile when the other person smiled. I conscientiously laughed for 2 whole seconds when the other person told a joke – yes, it was a contrived, concocted chuckle, but the point is that I was trying.

If the target spoke with an accent, I would copy the same regional dialect. If I detected a minimal intelligence in the subject, I would make an attempt at small talk. I would memorize what the other person told me, and I would claim the same thing happened to me when the stranger confided in me – obviously, nothing like that actually occurred to me, but I was making an effort here. But all the while, I was fully conscious of myself a putting on a different persona – mimicking a personality-type the same way you might wear a Halloween costume. Eventually I came to understand that other people actually thought they were the character whose outward appearance they were wearing.

There was a point in my life when I forced myself to be friendly. After a couple hours, the other person always managed to see through my best efforts. It is like the other person could sense that something is different with me. They could somehow perceive that I do not belong to their group. Like all dumb animals, they could instinctively feel I am not one of them. They knew I was not on their side.

It didn’t take long for me to recognize that most of humanity has no genuine self-awareness. Other people see themselves as part of a pack. If one of the herd were to ever fully realize his own uniqueness, then he would immediately be cast out of the flock. The ordinary person is simply not fully capable of perceiving himself as a unique entity. A liberal wants to transcend his ego – while a free man just wants to know himself completely, to realize himself completely.

Individualism is really just a form of self-consciousness. Other people lack a divine spark that gives them this self-knowledge.

I think that other people are alien creatures. I fear that altruists might actually be a different species. Communitarians might possibly have some human DNA – but other people are obviously not children of God. While a conformist might be anatomically Homo sapiens, he does not possess a fully developed sense of self-awareness. A humanitarian does not have a soul.