Smoten
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Why do people gotta be bastards? While I was at work today, there was a shooting at a paint store two blocks down the road. A man came in to work, shot his boss, barricaded himself in a car and shot himself when the cops attempted to break in. That is some seriously fucked up shit. You like to think to yourself "that kinda stuff just doesn't happen here," but it does. It's just so unnerving when it happens so close.
At times like these I feel bitterly and painfully reminded that humanity's advancements and progress in science has been directly proportional to our capacity for killing each other. It's scary to think that we have long since reached its pinnacle when we developed atomic weaponry with the capability of completely annihilating ourselves. Thankfully, despite the countless atrocities humanity has committed upon itself, we're mostly in agreement that mutually assured self-destruction is a bad idea and I take solace in that.
I'm just sick and tired of all the senseless violence. It just breaks my heart when the wonderful world we live in is marred by such ugliness. In truth, none of us really know what we're doing here, nor do we really have an over all goal; we're all just trying to give our lives meaning and purpose. So why do people have to be bastards?
At times like these I feel bitterly and painfully reminded that humanity's advancements and progress in science has been directly proportional to our capacity for killing each other. It's scary to think that we have long since reached its pinnacle when we developed atomic weaponry with the capability of completely annihilating ourselves. Thankfully, despite the countless atrocities humanity has committed upon itself, we're mostly in agreement that mutually assured self-destruction is a bad idea and I take solace in that.
I'm just sick and tired of all the senseless violence. It just breaks my heart when the wonderful world we live in is marred by such ugliness. In truth, none of us really know what we're doing here, nor do we really have an over all goal; we're all just trying to give our lives meaning and purpose. So why do people have to be bastards?