THE INTELLECTUAL ANTI-DARWINISM RANT
There is a kind of intellectual anti-Darwinism running
rampant through society right now. I am
having to do fifteen (15!) journal entries to repair the damage that one
individual with mental facilities roughly equivalent to those at the disposal
of a piece of spaghetti. This is pure
and utter anti-Darwinism. I could be
fulfilling some dream, investigating some philosophy, composing a great work of
art. But what am I doing?
Firefighting! I can't fucking believe
this. There comes a time in one's life
when they have to realize, "you know, hey, wow, am I ever fucking
STUPID!" But no, these people will take up some wonderfully adreanlizing
sport like mountain climbing. And no
matter how many fucking times they're shown the proper way to tie the rope into
a knot that won't come loose, they'll continue to screw it up. And when they're up there on that mountain,
they'll fall because they weren't paying attention to the course which shows
you where to place your feet so that you won't. And on the way down, they'll think, "that's ok, my rope will
catch me." And when that knot
comes loose, they'll blame the instructor on the way by for not showing them
how to properly save their own lives.
Then on the way down, they get to think about all of the dumb ass things
that they've down wrong, how all of them, without exception, are the fault of
others. They'll think about how lucky
they are because although they've never been in a car accident, they always
witness them in their rear-view mirrors.
And they'll fall, maybe scream and panic a little for their own
pointless fucking existences, and then what'll happen?
THEY'LL LAND ON YOU OR ME, OR BOTH US!!!!!!!
FFFFUUUUUCCCCCKKKKKK!