by achrilock
Bailey – F**k Yo Couch
I really just wanna release a killer virus on an airplane, and then go home to the mountains. The more people who are dead, the less chance something will go wrong in the world, and I miss home so much.
And like, I know that nobody’s gonna be brave enough to answer this question, because you’re all smart enough to take my ideas but never smart enough to talk to me like a person, and that’s perfectly fine. I understand the game. Hell, I helped invent the game. You can’t risk associating with the likes of me. Any of you. I could have had a good government job, kids. I could have oppressed so hard and been better off for it. But I didn’t believe in that. We need something better, and not bullshit.
I mean, I don’t want to kill you guys, but, sometimes I get a bad feels about it, you know? And… well… I mean after who knows, right? I know you’re gonna come for me, which isn’t the point. There are other, better, prettier, sweeter people you’ll have to come for. And those are the ones we’re talking about. They don’t deserve to be killed just because they’re smarter and more ambitious than you ^^
What I’m trying to ask here is, if we win, am I going to have to kill all of you, or are all of you going to have to kill me? And what are the rules of that situation? Neither of us knows, and that’s a problem for everyone.
And what, dear anarchists, shall you do about the warlords? I ask this question not as an antagonist, but as the greatest of all warlords to ever walk the Earth. Would you bargain? Would you flee? Would you have them as slaves? This is a question which is oft ignored in our circles, or circled with circular reasoning. You must have an answer to this question if you would rule the world, the question of what to do with those who are greater, who seek more. You don’t allow those. So, what then?