I took the trash out a couple of hours ago, and just now, because of my OCD, I had to clear my fridge to get rid of anything that smelled funny or I no longer want. And as I was taking out the trash again I found a previous bag has been slashed.
It's not like a dog, is it? It's not like you left your dog out there for a minute, and you come back and find it slaughtered, and its guts spilling all over the place. It's trash- it's literally trash. Nobody wants it. It still baffles me as to why someone would go slashing trash bags.
I don't get the purpose of protesting. The first time I thought clearly about this was back then with Occupy Wall Street. It IMMEDIATELY, INSTANTLY struck me as UNBELIEVABLY inane and ineffective. It was honestly mind-boggling to me. I don't believe in any form of protest AT ALL. It's 100% INSANE to me. Oh God. Protesting is actually not taking initiative, Protesting is Mass Whining, that's it.
Hear me, Diary.
Protest is Mass Whining.