Insanity

No this is not a funny article about some random bit of sheer retardism exhibited by a member of the general public, there will probably be one of those tomorrow. That type of article is what we call “bread and butter” here at fullauto. We being me and whatever split personalities I’ve picked up. This article is about the insanity we all exhibit in everyday life. Now notice how I drew you in with self depreciating humor and then brought the “seriousness” hammer with that last sentence, notice how I’m now talking directly to you. That could be regarded as pretty crazy. 4 out of 5 voices in my head say it’s not that crazy, however 4 out of 5 voices in my head also say I should be sleeping in till noon on a permanent basis. I tend not to listen to those particular voices, otherwise I wouldn’t have a job and all sorts of other wonderful things, the sucky part about capitalism for those of us who aren’t wealthy already is that we have to become wealthy which requires labor. This generation has decided that it doesn’t like work too much, which is pretty damn crazy. Work, a craft, a trade, hauling garbage whatever the fuck it is that you do is the key to living good. Driving yourself to be the best at something, to improve your skills constantly and of course to be rewarded for your labor with plenty of green is what gives a life direction and purpose. Any work, hell charity work will do. However for some of those alternate labors money will not be the reward, nor fame or anything else you have to know for a fact that you did a truly decent thing and that has to be the reward. Most people can’t do that any more. Hell most people can’t excel at anything any more, they just plod along baaing and bleating their way through high school and college until they get filed in to a nice blank room with cubicles where they will hate the rest of their existence. But there are exceptions. A whopping total of just about 1% will use the military as a break out, not exactly a place conducive to independent thought but it’s definently a start towards doing something different. The other nice thing is that the military for the most part doesn’t take any bullshit. “I’m special, I’m unique, I…” “I!? I!? SINCE WHEN DO WE FUCKING SAY I RECRUIT? ON YOUR GODDAMN FACE NOW!” in the military’s eyes we’re all the same at the start then we get different status based on our performance and training. The harder you work the more that is recognized by those around you. Certainly seems saner then some cubical job where your boss gets all the credit for the labor carried out by you and your co-workers. Hell the say the military brain washes people but maybe it’s reversing that brainwashing that is carried out by society at large, the brainwashing of being bland.

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Apparently retard puppies just can’t learn from other people’s mistakes. No matter how many guys in my squadron get in deep shit for underage drinking there’s always a few more retarded ass bastards the next weekend severely fucking over the other 900 people in this fucking outfit. So full of hate….
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“There’s a fine line between psychic and psycho”
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“All are lunatics, but he who can analyze his delusions is called a philosopher.”
-Ambrose Bierce