I LOVE this guy’s post, which I’ve lovingly retitled:
Stop Your Damn Whining, You Crybabies!
Gawd! How I revel at hearing (and especially reading the posts of) crybabies!
I hope they can hear the horn of the ClueBus over their whines of self-martyrdom! Most can’t can’t even put together a sentence without howling grammatical and spelling errors. It’s stunning to see such illiteracy as:
“I’m not writing my life according to dication!” [sic]
and
“…my success will the sweetest revenge…” [sic] — So, I guess “success” is defined as “You want fries that?”[sic]
Stupid people crack me up. I’m stupid sometimes; that’s why I crack myself up. But stupidity on display cracks me up regardless of whether it’s me or someone else. I love when someone asks for “solutions” and then, when you show them a solution, they either complain that they don’t like it (or, more often, are too much of a mental midget to comprehend the lesson) and then start complaining that ‘you don’t understand’, or ‘are condescending to them’ or any other litany of reasons that justify them holding onto their petty and pathetic excuses for why they continue to fail.
I’m so glad (and so, too, those special someones should be) that I don’t get to choose who makes it in life and who doesn’t. Even so, there will always be people who see themselves as victims and who are too goddamn stupid, lazy and self-centered to see the larger picture. And the same hypocrites who whine, “You shouldn’t judge!” are the same morons who pass sweeping judgments of whomever criticizes what they do or what they believe. I judge. And I judge these particular zeros harshly because, to them, it’s easier — in fact, ritual — to fix the blame rather than to try to fix the problem. Boo-frakkin’-hoo.
These folks are Dimwit Smallbrain toddlers and will always need to be handled with kidd gloves, otherwise they’ll scream, “Discrimination!!” and demand equality of outcome because they don’t have the mental capacity to compete with the fighters, who [sniff! sniff!] don’t understand, and shouldn’t judge and [sniff!] have had all the breaks and.. [bwaaaahhhhh!!!!!]
For their benefit, here’s a pat on their head (hopefully, avoiding the spot upon which they were dropped as a child): “There, there. Smallbrain! I understand. Life’s too hard for you. You’re the ONLY one to have had so many challenges and tough times. Poor baby! Everything’s gonna be alright. I have SO MUCH compassion for you! You just have to be given more time to get things done, dontcha? You just need a widdle lenancy[sic] on whether your work is acceptable or not? You need me to lower the bar of expectations so you can slither over it instead of jumping like all those others have had to do!” The reality is this: under-achievers are excuse-making magicians, always ready to pull out of a hat a reason why they CAN’T and SHOULDN’T be held to as high of standards as others because, why? Their life is tough? They’ve had it rough? Those are losers’ laments.
To the Dimwit Smallbrain, I say this: I accept that that’s all you’ve got. The challenge is, how long will you accept that from yourself? Like the saying goes, ‘If you’re gonna be dumb, you gotta be tough. So (for you, in particular, Smallwit) wear a helmet.’
And, if anyone is quick to dismiss or discount the above, or whatever it is that a tiny mind does to pith and wisdom, then that’s okay. Here’s one gem that’s sure to ring clear: “The world needs ditch-diggers, too!”
DanielnotDan 