I honestly think that We should just catch and release criminals, even the worst. No punishment, no time in jail, no death penalty. Just round them up to prove you could catch them and admitting that nothing anybody does is going to change a damn thing and letting them back out into this giant game preserve for that most screwed up animal, man. Maybe if they did that, the other citizens would realize nothing was being done to keep them safe, which was true, but they’re jump to the wrong conclusion and probably eventually nut the fuck up, grab some nerve and go find out what it means to become killers and criminals themselves as they take matters into their own hands. Maybe then they might actually understand a thing or too at a moment that sums up the sentiment, too little; far too fucking late. But no, they’d rather sit at a distance where they can pretend the criminals aren’t people, are just horrible monsters; where they don’t have to get to know them personally or be put themselves in a situation that calls for them to actually be pushed into confrontation; to be put at a point where many of them wouldn’t survive, for lack of understanding and knowledge of their own animal nature, their own wild side; they would cry and throw self pity parties, they’d whine so loud about how the world is so unfair to them while those who actually were forced to live those lives before them barely spent much time crying over their own misfortunes and maybe then people might come to an understanding that would rob them of their prejudice and hate and they would be riddled with the depression they pretend to have with surface sadness only as they deign to claim that they understand depression, the concept, and wonder in the same breath at times why people get so listless and apathetic, how they can hate life so much when, didn’t they know, life is fucking great and if you want to die, there’s something wrong with you because there’s nothing wrong with society and isn’t life better than death, the willfully ignorant that lie to themselves say in such seemingly good manner that hides to their own eyes the twisted fucked-up shit that rests behind it all that would scream out that they cause the worst damage, do the most harm; are what is ‘innocent’ and the worst evil to existence and the screams that would be that would expose them are stifled by their own who think it’s just bad taste, something to be viewed with disdain and disgust; disturbs them so much that they just tune it out, stifle it and cause people to be unable to scream out in pain or agony or deep and raw sadness, no cries for help and in silence those silent screams are ‘heard’ by those who are called evil by those that pretend to be good as they work out the best way to deal with it all and having to fight against impossible odds by those with every reason to run from the truth, run from God, run from knowledge of the afterlife; that has every reason to continue lying because they’re the ones that look good and appearances are worth more than truth.
The ones that really believe that the life we live at their demands is better than the afterlife all because for a while, their personal lives are way fucking better than the afterlife that only they have in store to face. And they’re the ones that want to condemn others to Hell, that want to believe in a man who is willing to carry all their sins so they don’t have to be bogged down by all their faults and wrongdoings so they can pretend to be perfect and then pretend that there is any portion of reality that man and his god would actually prepare for them of heavenly comfort and be willing to torture themselves to actually try to put up with the spoiled little bitches. They’re the ones that focus on Jesus Christ and not God, disrespect the fuck out of the man and refuse to face the wrath of the vengeful father. They create Hell on Earth for so many others and actually believe that all those others deserve worse than what they were born into just so the ‘perfect ones’ can have better lives and pretend that they actually deserved it and the only thing that makes it right is the truth that the afterlife is filled with beings pissed off and waiting and knowing that they have all of eternity to beat the fuck out of those who did the worst damage to every bit of what would have been far better without them and their ‘perfection’. Those people that would love to convince themselves and others that we only live once. They’re brilliant mimics, copycats and they know they’re fucked.