Well of course not everyone who commits crime is a spawn of Satan, and most of our criminals receive help when it's available. I don't see what kind of point you're making here other than complaining about society in general.
No, they don't. I'm serious, watch Lockup: Raw. It's a great show and shows you what happens to our prisoners.
You have skewed and extremely pessimistic view on life to the point where you'd mutilate your genitals to cope with your own shortcomings, yet you believe most everyone is capable of redemption.
Through our conversations alone you should have the logic I've given you behind my reasoning. This is not the place to do so.
The only person I do not believe is capable of redemption is myself. I have taken a life that anyone could have used to achieve greatness and squandered it. I don't deserve the same respect I'd give anyone else.
It's a lot of talk. You say you respect everyone right before you spew a load of egotistic bullstuff about how everyone is equal except the particular object of your aggression, and then you flaunt about with an air of superiority.
You're skewering things to your advantage.
You moved to another region in the same country at the age of seven or eight, and the culture shock was so bad that you are unable to make any kind of meaningful relationship with anyone? A lot of people grew up with irritable or semi-abusive parents, and to use that as an excuse for being judgmental and unwilling to make friends is insulting to the people who surmounted a poor upbringing and succeeded in life.
I think I went over this with you. When I moved to Florida, my mother put me in a Baptist private school because they were rated so highly in the academic areas. However, the teachers beat me for indirect disobedience and the children harassed me for liking Pokemon. They thought I was a pagan or something. I went through the 2nd grade dejected and alone. In the third grade, I simply did not socialize. It was more than "Oh no, I don't think we're in Kansas anymore. Sad face." I felt ashamed of myself.
I do not know why I am telling you this, however. Every time I reveal personal information to you, you batter its' contents and meanings and use it against me.
It's the kind of world we do live in, and holding people to the standards of an imaginary utopia isn't only blindly idealistic, it's handicapped.
Be nice to people.
Help out with some charities.
Give money.
Respect those with troubled lives, and do not dub them irredeemable human scum.
I'm not asking much. Half of this, I'm pretty sure is in the most printed book in the world. These aren't new ideas. I simply ask people to not try and make the lives of those around them more difficult than what it has to be, and maybe even go out and try to make them better. That's it. How am I being unreasonable? Are these ideas really so caustic to you?
