Unspokens

I don't believe in global warming. Before you say, "How can you not believe in global warming, there's so much evidence for it," consider that millions of people adhere to a messiah in a way that is a complete reciprocal. If it's okay to believe in Jesus because you "have faith" and "just know" when there is no factual support, it's okay to not believe in global warming in spite of factual support. The "drastic rise in temperature" is the exact amount that astronomers predict due to solar wind stripping, but you'll probably never hear that side of things because people enjoy being scared out of their minds about crap they have no direct control over.

I don't think one person can make a difference in the world -- only one person with a horde of convincing supporters. This seems historically and experimentally accurate.

I regularly debate points I don't actually support simply for my own entertainment. In a way, if I can win arguing for the side I don't believe, it helps me to justify the side that I do even better in the future. Although, afterward, I lose a lot of respect for the person who was actually arguing my true belief and failed.

I am either passive aggressive or going for the throat. There is no in between when I am angry. I can go from one to the other in a split second, without warning or reason.

If there is something I want to know or for a person to admit, I will kite them along by being comforting and agreeable until they are most relaxed, then attack them and extract what I desire while they are flustered and confused.

When I was a child and believed adamantly in the God of my parents, I had only one prayer. I said I didn't want direct forgiveness or a long life or even my health or happiness. All I ever asked for was the ability to fight for the hordes in the battles of armageddon and seek my atonement by slaying those who opposed the creator. Now, if there's a hell, I'm a thousand percent certain I'll be there.

I reslish both anonymity and recognition. I like to be able to move about and do as I please uninterrupted, but when I do something well, I enjoy having it acknowledged. If someone does acknowledge something I do, though, I immediately become cautious of them and attempt to decipher their weaknesses as quickly as possible in the event that they should be trying to kite me into something.

I can meet someone for ten seconds and know generally how they'll react, think, and feel in certain situations. At thirty seconds, I'm usually already bored of them and make no effort to hold their interest.

If I had a license to kill, I have no doubt that I would use it at some point not just for the betterment of society, but for personal gain or simply out of cruelty or boredom.

I don't care at all about money as long as I have enough to pay my bills and feed myself. Unfortunately this has led to a large lack of ambition toward the working world.

I feign indecisiveness. Most of the time I know exactly what I want and exactly how to get it in as efficient of a way as possible. Despite this, I constantly act like I'm indifferent or indecisive and force other people to make decisions that affect a group. It's probably just that I don't like being accountable for other people.

I'm a cruel doctor. I have always been a supporter: I offer confidence and any friendship necessities I can to people I care about...after I bitchslap them with the honest truth that they've been lying to me, and themselves, about. Bandaids don't fix everything; sometimes you have to pour peroxide in a gaping wound and let it sting you well again.

I wouldn't see anything hugely wrong with genocide against the mentally challenged.

I'm looking forward to the triumph of genetics over Christian society and hope that geneticists tweak and toy with everything their hearts desire until Gattaca (minus the happy ending) is a reality.

The only thing I dislike about war is that so little of it is hand to hand. I'm not a world class fighter and would probably die quickly in such a scenario, but it would be more gratifying to be stabbed in the neck than shot in the heart.

I don't hesitate to publicly and loudly state how easy blacks had things in America compared to Hebrews in the middle east. I have the black card pulled on me a lot by people thinking I'm white, but alas, I am immune and shameless, and their arguments are weak and stupid.

I have achieved multple orgasms and can partake of intercourse for hours on end. Tip: Think of dead cats. Not working? Protip: Picture your partner without any flesh, with maggots crawling through their muscles as you watch their mucus strands in the back of their throats and envision beetles crawling through their bowels.

When someone tells me he's Catholic, I automatically think a bit less of him and treat him like he's not as smart as the other people present, even though it's not conscious.

A manic-depressive friend once came to me saying she'd just stepped on a cat's head and slowly crushed it into the pavement until it died and had no idea why. Rather than console her, I laughed, hard. My only regret is that it wasn't a puppy instead.

The most vile, disgusting, cruel things humanity comes up with generally either make me smile or don't affect me at all. The happiest things they can throw at me make me feel horrible.

I've fucked up my entire life on a whim -- more than a few times. I'd probably fuck up someone else's life with even less hesitation.

Sometimes when I dream that I've done something unspeakably evil and wake up to find out that I really haven't, I'm disappointed and sulky.

I have very little personality of my own. I'm something of a leech, taking qualities that I see and like in other people and trying them on. If I enjoy it, I'll use it until it becomes uninteresting and replace it with a different quality.

I never really got past my calculator phase from which my shrinks told me I was not advancing and was incapable of feeling certain emotions, while others were totally off center.

Not all of this is true. I'll remember what is and isn't, and this will have served it's purpose for me. Probably more accurately, all of them are true in some way, but are altered.

Except the global warming thing. Global warming is total bullshit and I don't believe in it at all.