just do it
i’m looking for a planet that doesn’t have stupid people. or, at least, the stupidity to round off the gene pool isn’t so extreme that progressive action won’t seem so damn attractive a solution to improve the standards of societal intelligence. basically, the suv who cut me off today on huntington will just have to suck down my rear ending his fat ass. i have this daydream of how i’ll have the power to elevate vehicles into the air whenever they make an illegal maneuver. the next time i see a speeding car make a u-turn at the garfield/atlantic/huntington junction or someone honks at me to turn right on red at del mar and lake, i’ll mentally shotput their car fifty feet straight up into the sky — where they’ll just stay FOREVER. where’s the perfectly justifiable law that’ll allow me the satisfaction of kick boxing the crotch of the guy who was pointedly scratching his balls in my direction in the library this past saturday? i’m through with words, with being understanding, with trying to scratch up even an ounce of sympathy. let someone else be the pastor. drop kicking asswipes in the crotch’ll remove the possibilites of reprobate reproduction and permanently eliminate idiots from my space.