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Henry FordWhen everything seems to be going against you, remember that the airplane takes off against the wind, not with it.
Henry FordWhen everything seems to be going against you, remember that the airplane takes off against the wind, not with it.
So this Zealot comes to my door, all glazed eyes and clean reproductive organs, asking me if I ever think about God. So I tell him I killed God. I tracked God down like a rabid dog, hacked off his legs with a hedge trimmer, raped him with a corncob, and boiled off his corpse in an acid bath. So he pulls an alternating-current taser on me and tells me that only the Official Serbian Church of Tesla can save my polyphase intrinsic electric field, known to non-engineers as "the soul". So I hit him. What would you do?
My grandfather had died, and my mother was trying to explain it to me ? Grandpa isn't coming back? No, she said. Not ever again ? And I remember saying, hold everything right fucking there. You went to all the trouble of conceiving me, and giving birth to me, and raising me and clothing me and all ? and you make me cry and things hurt so much and disappointments crush my heart every day and I can't do half the things I want to and sometimes I just want to scream ? and what I've got to look forward to is my body breaking and something flipping off the switch in my head ? I go through all this, and then there's death? What is the motherfucking deal here? I wasn't having this. This was not fair.
I always thought people were essentially bright. Distracted, sure, and weak, and beaten, but never stupid. And then you show them, here's the two people who want to be president. One is evil, but you can deal with him, because he actually harbors beliefs. The other one will tell any lie, wear any mask, to become president, and not only that, he fucking hates you, and he's doing this just so he can make your lives hell. And who do you think they vote for? Stupid.
Did you ever want to set someone's head on fire, just to see what it looked like? Did you ever stand in the street and think to yourself, I could make that nun go blind just by giving her a kiss? Did you ever lay out plans for stitching babies and stray cats into a Perfect New Human? Did you ever stand naked surrounded by people who want your gleaming sperm, squirting frankincense, soma and testosterone from every pore?
If so, then you're the bastard who stole my drugs Friday night. And I'll find you. Oh, yes.
If you are happy there will always be some arsehole trying to piss on your bonfire.
Just console yourself with the thought that there is a good chance he'll burn his dick.