Stop being a fucking victim all of your days/life. The End.
Why am I so harsh? Am I insensitive? No. I am being real. Do not let someone or something have that much power over you. Stop it. Live life. Be present for yourself. You owe it to yourself.
In which situations are you referring to, Fargo? All of them. Fuck.
On an entirely different and somewhat related note, how about those law professors who testified in front of Congress? Fuck me in the ass. What a bunch of arrogant, sniveling academic pricks (I choose to use this as a gender neutral term) who think they are above everyone.
I literally wanted to punch them all in the face. But I refrained. Why? Because jail.
If I am going to be transparent about all of the witnesses, I guess the George Washington University professor Turley dude was not as condescending and pompous as the other 3 morons who teach our yoots. And it is not because he was anti-impeachment or affiliated with the Republicans as a witness. It was because he didn’t come off as a total dickhead (again, this is a word I identify as a gender neutral use).
Pompous professors. Dumb and dumber politicians.
I think I love these words the bestest. Turley stated them to the committee: “We are living in the very period described by Alexander Hamilton –a period of agitated passions,” Turley said. “I get it. You’re mad. The president is mad. My Republican friends are mad. My Democratic friends are mad. My wife is mad. My kids are mad. Even my dog seems mad, and Luna is a goldendoodle and they don’t get mad. So we’re all mad. Where has that taken us? Will a slipshod impeachment make us less mad? That’s why it is wrong.”
Alas, no one is listening. Why? We’re all mad. And ye hearts and minds are full of madness. All forms of mad. But mostly, madness.
Stop being a fucking victim.