Thursday, March 30, 2017

SABOTAGING THE FUTURE


by Mr. Mean-Spirited

 


No matter how bad things are in my own life, there is one thought that always brings a smile to my face.   No matter how awful things are in my own life, there is one simple notion that gives me the strength to live another day.  This one basic idea gives me the determination to wake up in the morning: no matter how fucked-up is my own existence, the future will be all that much worse for the next generation.  The end times simply aren’t going to be all that enjoyable for the little ones.

The most wonderful thing about the future is that life will be sadder and sorrier no matter what.   I don’t even have to do anything.  Reserves will be depleted no matter how much the public might talk about conservation.  But I get a certain satisfaction from making things just that extra bit more unpleasant.

My ancestors did nothing for me, and I intended to return the favor.  Do-gooders will try to tell you that children come first – fuck that shit; brats belong at the back of the bus.  Every great evil begins by trying to make things better for future generations.  Every expansion of the totalitarian government is done in the name of improving the lives of children.

I absolutely hate adolescents. I simply loathe the youth.   If anyone ever deserved to suffer, it sure as hell would be a young person.  If anyone ever deserved some mishap and misfortune, it would be a dumb brat going to public school right now.

The more resources I consume in my own life, the less there will be for future generations.  God damn, that very concept makes me happy and healthy.  Next time I go Chinatown, I will be buying some contraband rhinoceros horn elixir – I don’t know exactly how the stuff is used, but I am confident that I will be doing my part to make the species extinct for the younger folk.  Damn bastards wouldn’t appreciate it anyway.

Every gallon of gas that I use up right now means that some special snowflake in the next millennium will be that much more uncomfortable.  Fuck those assholes in the future.  I will be topping off the gas tank tomorrow.  About time that these spoiled brats learned to do without.

Every ounce of water that I pollute in my lifetime will mean all that less to drink for future generations.  They can swallow my recycled piss when they get thirsty.  What comes out of a hole in my body will be the stuff that these young kids will put in their mouths (reclaimed by the appropriate bureaucracy, no doubt).

Every tree that I cut down means that some younger bastard will never be able to rest in the shade.  After what the future has done to me, an ecological catastrophe is a way of putting thing right.  Nothing is quite as oppressive as the future.  The more of the environment that I can demolish and destroy, the more that the coming generations will get what they deserve.  And I want it to be a depleted and despoiled world.

And I’ll have a grin on my face when I do all that despoiling and depleting – especially when I might finally get to enjoy my smuggled rhinoceros horn extract.

11 comments:

  1. Do-gooders like to tell us that our every personal choice has life-or-death ramifications in the rest of the world. If I really did have that much power, the world would know about it. Instead, we're all just going through the motions without any thought or help and it was always going to lead to this.

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  2. Young people, loud, obnoxious, joyful, optimistic, hopeful, and these days most likely "liberal", "tolerant" and in favour of "diversity" are the most despicable people on the planet.

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  3. The following web site might provide some grist for your mill, Mr. Mean. Www.GuyMcpherson.com. He gives the human race ten years max. And we aint going out pretty.

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    1. We weren’t going in pretty either.

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    2. this dude is ridiculously extreme dude..chill..do more research

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  4. High from the election wore off, huh

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  5. Wow. You sound positively LEFTIST

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  6. Yes bored stupid. Futility rules all. It's the one constant.

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  7. Confucius, Plato, Aristotle, Freud...

    Mr Mean-Spirited.

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