2020: What the actual shit is going on here?

Are we in a computer simulation? Is the simulation crashing? It appears to be crashing. Is that my son crying, or a squeaking door? Will I ever sleep again? Can we just focus on saving the damn honey bees? I want at least one moral victory in 2020.

I knew about the freshman 20, but no one prepared me for the Father Forty.

Chris

Founder/Writer/Editor

Saying, “I write.” is a lot like filling out a Tinder profile by describing yourself as, “Nice Guy!!! Plz send Boob pics!” I mean, someone, somewhere, thought Ted Bundy was a pretty Nice Guy; yet “Insatiable predilection for human heads.” would have almost certainly been a better Ted descriptor. In fact, the world is RIFE with people that are really, really nice, and yet really, impossibly irritating—that’s sort of the bare minimum of human existence. Sure, some people REALLY suck and their dickishness is unmatched, but then again, so do tons of nice people. They certainly shouldn’t be spared from your unprovoked, unsolicited, (and most importantly: unhealthy) aggression.

Ned Flanders is a swell guy, but chances are if you lived beside him, you’d want to key his car, to see if he’d actually snap this time. Some people are TOO NICE. I will tell you this - it’s not a compliment, sir. If your identity revolves around solely how nice you are—if that is your identity—I will not be able to match your energy. No one will!

Sure, you write, Chris, but what do you actually write about? Well, if you took the archetype of Batman, minus the mansion, his combat skills, his billion dollar fortune, yet kept his detective skills intact, gave him a bad case of ADHD and a newborn baby, that’s close to what this blog will resemble. I find fascinating, relevant topics, dive deep into them, and ultimately find about 500 other topics to discuss instead.