A few words about humans

I’m in marketing so I make a living twisting otherwise good, wholesome, logical, intelligent messaging into coloring book fodder so that companies can get morons to buy their stuff too. In fact, dare I say that when we segment audiences in marketing studies it all too often becomes clear that it’s an “us” and “them” thing—those of us who aren’t too lazy to get off our asses, take five minutes and learn something, and the rest who are.

I’ve spent a lifetime understanding the average moron inside and out. It’s been especially important in my profession since I profit from being able to speak their language, to predict beyond any reasonable, thinking person’s assumption of just how lazy people are willing to be (which blows my mind every time), or how little they’ll understand even if you purposefully have to break basic grammar rules to try to reach out to these heathens.  In my case, I’ve learned to speak idiot so I can hit trigger points to get them to open their wallets to the companies I serve.

So you don’t perceive me to be a total cynic though, I’ve also spent a lifetime fighting the “us” and “them” perception.  But it’s like fighting gravity.  It just doesn’t go away no matter how you try to rationalize or make excuses for people  and numbers just don’t lie.  I’m a man of logic and I’ve finally given up.  I declare this planet is chocked full of stupid people devolving back to their animalistic roots.  There, I said it: you’re dumb.

The fact is, we’re a species doomed to breed ourselves out of existence through ignorance. 2012 may see the Mayans get their wish—as in they may have foreseen the ultimate numbers of the have-nots simply outbreeding the haves only as a matter of simple math over time.  Once the planet is left to the retards, what choice is there but the damn thing to implode? I understand the Mayans were apparently pretty good at math too. Hey I’m looking around and don’t see any dinosaurs either.  They had pretty small brains and pretty basic needs too didn’t they?

From our current vantage point in 2009, we will see 2012 come to pass, just like our ancestors saw all other end-of-days predictions do and we’ll be left with this continually thriving mass of morons, slackers and fat, lazy, entitled oafs whose only directive from birth is to consume and breed.  Too often this is feeling more and more like a zombie takeover—Dawn of the Dead anyone (is it mere coincidence that zombies crave brains by the way?)?

If you’ve made it this far, you’re either of similar mindset, smart enough to understand this is solely my perspective, or too dumb to have stopped three paragraphs ago even though you didn’t understand a fucking thing I was talking about.  Either way, bravo.

I’ve compiled this site as an alternative to mowing down crowds of idiots in places like theme parks, parking lots, churches or other places they tend to congregate. Basically, if you’re not contributing to pushing the species forward, you’re committed to holding it back.  And that’s not OK with me.

I declare this my official emancipation from a common species of “human” (I’ve deemed these collective degenerates “Homo simian” for at least a decade). I admittedly now recognize that there is a great divide—perhaps the widest since Neanderthal and modern humans branched off of a common ancestor half a million years ago—between those we call “human” in modern society. I will embrace only motivated, thinking people as members of my species and will demoted the lazy, quickly breeding, “you owe me,” uneducated masses to their own species altogether. To me, calling us all “human” is like grouping wolves in with pet dogs—it just doesn’t make any sense.

What? You say I’m being prejudiced? Well then you’ve just shown your true special colors, you idiot. Because let me make you aware of one, minor detail that makes “prejudice,” well, prejudice.  It’s the simple fact that the two root words (if you can follow) pre, meaning “before” (you might recall this one from grade school unless you were eating paste in the back instead) and “judex/judicare” from the latin root meaning “to judge”  constitute judgement prior to knowing—”a partiality that prevents objective consideration of an issue or situation” by very definition.  That’s why prejudice is a phenomenon created by and touted exclusively by idiots. In contrast, I’ve spent a lifetime observing and studying peoples’ behavior, test and confirm repeatedly, and then make accurate predictions based on these experiences.  That’s called science, not prejudice.  The difference is that I’ve studied what these idiots do and where to steer clear the same way you learned not to stick your hand in boiling water.  There is a difference between prejudice and self-preservation, my friends.

See it’s simple:  If you don’t care enough to contribute to evolution of my species, get out of my gene pool. What’s been happening over time is that we truly thinking men have been supporting those who refuse to use the hardware they’re born with.  And I don’t want to hear any of that crap about how “it’s not fair sometimes” and “they can’t help it.”  There are situations in which some people truly don’t have an option.  Take them off the table. We’re talking solely about those who would otherwise be functioning, productive members of the herd, but who have elected, whether consciously or unconsciously, not to be. You see, often the deciding factor that reveals which side of the species you fall on is decided by motivation and will to live. Refusal to think and refusal to do is refusal to live.  That equates to a weak link in the herd.  From my perspective, not indicative of my species and so, you’re out of here—go mingle with your own.

So it is through this site that I intend right humanity; to advance toward a productive, sustainable species, often by pointing out what’s wrong. I will call out those who think that they’re getting away with it, those who are perpetrating a fraud, those wolves amongst us sheep. Because these wolves need not benefit from those of us who have dedicated our lives to the service of the species.  It’s the classic Little Red Hen on a global, inter-species scale, maybe to be interstellar even in my lifetime.  And I’ll be goddamned if I’m sitting beside some fat-ass three times my mass taking up two seats and paid the same price as my ticket on the way to the moon.

If you can read, more power to ya’. If you can think and reason, even better. If none of the above, kindly remove yourself from the gene pool.

- Editor