You idiots of society, how it is a pleasure playing mind
games with you. The idiocy that you display is inexcusable, since you reside in
a fully developed country. I am surprised that you’re still alive, considering
how stupid that you are…I’m not exactly sure how you managed to learn how to
eat. Yes, I will call you delinquents, and you deserve monikers as such, since I
am too intelligent to resort to racial slurs.
All that you
center your lives around are cheap, wasteful things…and then you expect life to
be handed to you upon a silver platter. And you dare accuse me of hoarding
government assist money? You have not done a single note-worthy action in your
entire life, whereas I have written some quite beautiful poetry, some quite
beautiful music, and I try my hand at writing works of literature. You have
eaten from the pig’s trough while I have studied the books of the university’s
library.
There is
truly not much to say about your lack of intelligence that has not already been
spoken of before. But one thing I must add is that I would want to help you…to
bring you out of stupidity and into enlightenment…but I fear the worst as you
mock my intellect, simply because you don’t take the time to try to understand
me; I fear that you will ignore that golden chance that I am giving to you.
What a shame…
Daniel Helle, Twenty-eight of April, Two Thousand and
Eleven..