Monday, November 12, 2018

bitter, sweet & insipid

The aggravation is getting to me again .  It's like mosquito bites, or cockroaches - by the way, there has only ever been 2 cockroaches spotted here in 2 years and I'm pretty sure it's because I left the window open, and the other night it was a huge moth which hid itself in one of the wet towels and it was very gross and all, but in the end I got rid of it, so let's speak of it no more - it's like those things. I don't want to deal with it anymore, but I have to. These . . . absolutely incompetent dimwit retards holding all these jobs. I couldn't care less if they just go home and collect welfare. I maintain my position. Get these people welfare and ban them from entering the workforce. I'm willing to pay 10% more on tax if it means I don't have to deal with these imbeciles again .

Stan Lee poisoned people. He led at least a whole generation of people to stray further away from true beauty, imagination, art and truth. He has left this world a worse place. I am able to separate the two, but it doesn't matter what good things he'd done otherwise, he has created comics that are truly awful, lazy, uninspiring, downright fugly & not to mention not innovative. Yet they've been hailed as the opposite all these years. You don't know how much time I spent hating or how many times I cursed when I saw the brainless fans cheered the absolutely inferior, lame, boring work of his. I hate the superhero archetypes more than anything. It absolutely disgusts me and turns my stomach. I'm in Europe now so it's better. It's a unfathomable nightmare in the US .

I'm so glad he is dead . His death is exceptionally meaningful to me .  It is as meaningful as a cult leader with any poisonous ideology who has a wide reach dying. 

This is the only thing that's making up for the aggravation I've had today .

No I'm fine. I'm OK.

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