Let the misery now commence. My fellow compatriots of indignant outrage, I greet thee with a slight smirk and raise of the eyebrow, my complacency has grown malignant and it is at this time I feel a stirring in my inmost parts that is neither arousal nor indigestion and so, as one must, I take to the net to rant and rave in a show of disgust and complaint that on most days rivals a mad man and on off days keeps pace with him. I am tired of awaiting a voice of scorn and malice who at the least has the capability of relative critique, and seeing as how I have waited in vain for such a voice I have decided to allow said muse to speak though me; an inefficient and frail vessel, but a vessel none the less. I quaff the cup of bitterness gleefully and prep myself to tear into the foul carcass of our rotting society, filled brimming with inept artists and leaders worth little more than fodder for my distain. But please, do not despair, not all light has gone from the world; just most. I am tired of this, tired of what passes off for talent, tired of what passes off for greatness, tired of small thinking 'people of higher status' who couldn't dream big if vision kicked down their door and sodomized them with genius. No, this must end, so I have come; let the misery now commence.
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