What!? You don’t eat meat?
Wait, what!? You eat meat?
You don’t understand politics? You don’t care for the same sports team as me? You don’t even do sports at all? You don’t care for the religion of the moment?
The world is full of people with views that seem to want to make you hate yourself. Where do they get off telling you how to think, how to live, what to believe, who to vote for, and what to eat? Are you not able to decide for yourself? And if everyone is told by someone, is it just an infinite circle of people telling each other what’s right and what’s wrong? Does it have no end? And does no one in the circle question the reality of what they’re hearing?
You don’t want to be beautiful? You don’t want to be popular? What kind of freak are you?
What do you mean you want to give up the crown and move to Canada? What a weirdo!
You don’t want to bask in the spotlight? You don’t want to show yourself off? You don’t want to strip in front of the whole world and let them all lust after your every freckle?
The most valuable attitude in the world now: What are you telling me!? Shove off, thought-Nazi!
“What do you mean you don’t believe in climate change?!” (Where did that religion come from anyway?)
What do you mean you want to commit social suicide? Don’t you know, having a different perspective will get you ostracized from every group ever? You’ll be friendless. You’ll have zero followers. You’ll get zero likes.
“What do you mean you don’t want the good life?”
Is it pure insanity to want to find your own way, to listen to few, to follow even fewer? Is it crazy to analyze before you make a decision? Does anyone do that anymore?
How did anyone ever get along in life before they had the social media engine telling them what to do?
“Hey! You can’t paint like that!”
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