This is mainly due to an opinion piece I read in the Sporting News back when the Seahawks were going against the Steelers for the Super Bowl. Warning, harsh language, vulgar descriptions of violence and general inhumane nature all around.
"We're not sorry, you suck, and we're pointing out you suck. You're the worst sports city and baseball franchise in the history of the planet and the human race, and you don't even deserve to exist, because you were brought about by a bunch of whiners filing a lawsuit. Your music sucks, because your musicians can’t stay alive and kill themselves, they don’t deserve to exist and grunge is annoying and worthless, lifeless metal trash, and Ann Wilson’s worthlessly obese and past her singing days and Geoff Tate’s a worthless asshole who got replaced by a kid from Tampa with values who’s a quadrillion times more talented than him. You’re all a bunch of stoned, cracked out of their goddamn minds, worthless hippies who deserve to have an H-Bomb dropped on you and we’re going to make sure Trump does that and wipe your filthy, shit-stained, crack-fueled selves off the planet and do Earth a favor and save the galaxy a meteor. You are anti-American, pathetic, worthless and you all deserve to die in a fire after being raped up the ass with a railroad spike. I hope this spiel did convince some more of you to commit suicide, because that would actually increase your worth. We hate you, hope you die and are working to make that hope reality. Fuck you, signed, Major League Baseball.”
I don't trust a lot of humanity to be kind or okay anymore, which leads to this. I spent 4 years thinking every day there'd be an executive order sending my LGBTQ+ friends, my fellow Allies and I to permafrost concentration camps or that North Korea was going to nuke Seattle, San Francisco and Los Angeles off the map or that the obese dictator would do it as a false flag operation to inspire war with North Korea. I'm giving up on Twitter and I sent the last sentence as a last-ditch effort to make people see my side, it won't work, but I'm trying to make sure I don't have to face my worst fears. Funnily enough, I think I will see my 2025 baseball games against the Orioles and Dodgers in spite of it all, and maybe a convention with Tara Platt and Abby Trott. I know I already met Tara Platt, but I've accomplished more with her characters since Anime Washington, which has helped me maintain joy as things look dark. Yesterday, after 2 years, I finally got a picture of Edelgard and Byleth eating lunch together in Three Hopes and I feel accomplished.
This makes me very happy, just to hear Tara and Jeannie's voices and making their characters happy and bringing them closer together. It also relieves a huge amount of stress I was feeling all month. But still, I'm not optimistic because so many people and situations are terrible and there's nothing I can do about them. I wish I could speak to them, but nothing I say will convince them to see my side as human and not "made by satanic communists and would-be murderers." Our country is dying due to that and there is nothing I can do, no words I can scream to heal it. This makes me very sad.
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