Okay check this theory out. I'm not a violent person, I may have an anger problem but it is rarely if ever physical (I like to yell, it's fun). So looking back through the annals of history there has been many people persecuted and henceforth executed: the Jews, the Kosovars, Albanians, and countless "pagans" of course, etc. etc. Is this wrong? Well yes, going after a specific grouping of people doesn't take into account the exceptions to the rule. Stereotypes withstanding, not EVERY Jew is cheap, not EVERY German is a Nazi, not every Greek is hairy, and such. So here's my theory: those that conduct genocide have always concentrated on the wrong aspect, namely race. Yet if the drive to exterminate a large group of people was a bit more focused, it wouldn't exactly be bad, or at least possibly wouldn't be, given a loose set of morals of course. Take idiots for example (and by idiots I mean selfish bastards, the root of the word "idiot" is one who thinks only of themself), would it be so terrible if every person that doesn't give a shit about anyone else just plain didn't exist? Imagine the ramifications, nobody would ever steal someone else's property, shag another man's wife, or generally be a nasty cunt anymore. If every idiot and possible asshole was relieved from this mortal coil, how great could the world be? Could such an utopia exist, and more importantly would it, or would some other problem come about to fuck everything up once again? Could be that human nature itself produces a problem into any great civilization just by the inherent idiocy of the human race (mind you, many exhibit said property much less than others, going back to my original take on eliminating the idiots).
PS: Whiskey makes me mean. Yadda yadda, this is just a theory and personally I don't even kill fucking insects (something crawling across my floor, I pick it up and fling it outside, seriously). Carry on.
PS: Whiskey makes me mean. Yadda yadda, this is just a theory and personally I don't even kill fucking insects (something crawling across my floor, I pick it up and fling it outside, seriously). Carry on.