Rantage (naughty words too)
The EntProj list is really fucking me off Not the list itself, but the pessimistic whinging bastards who just want to spread doom and gloom and tell us we're all wasting our time, or as one of them said 'wasting your optimism'. FUCK YOU. You DON'T fucking tell ANYONE that optimism is being wasted. YES WE KNOW WE MAY NEVER GET OUR SHOW BACK. We don't need you to come and tell us like we're fucking children. You think you're the only ones with any grounding in the real world?
We're on the list because WE CARE, because we want to share our support with a group. When we feel down on it all we want to go to that list and we want it to bolster it, we want to see all these people who still fucking care so much and we want to feed off that, we want to get their energy. We can go a whole lotta other places to be told we suck and that it'll never work.
Fucking condescending wankers.
If Enterprise was a person the conversation would go like this:
Wankers: You're dying.
Ent: So I've been told
Wankers: There's nothing we can do.
Ent: Well, there's always hope.
Wankers: Nah, give it up. You're dying.
Ent: I feel ok, y'know, and the docs are still trying to cure me
Wankers: No way, they're lying to youfor a sekrit reason
Ent: Oh, well I'm still ok now...there's still time.
Wankers: You know what? We'll just put you out of your misery. And then we'll throw a party and laugh when we tell your family there was nothing we could do.
::bang::
We're on the list because WE CARE, because we want to share our support with a group. When we feel down on it all we want to go to that list and we want it to bolster it, we want to see all these people who still fucking care so much and we want to feed off that, we want to get their energy. We can go a whole lotta other places to be told we suck and that it'll never work.
Fucking condescending wankers.
If Enterprise was a person the conversation would go like this:
Wankers: You're dying.
Ent: So I've been told
Wankers: There's nothing we can do.
Ent: Well, there's always hope.
Wankers: Nah, give it up. You're dying.
Ent: I feel ok, y'know, and the docs are still trying to cure me
Wankers: No way, they're lying to you
Ent: Oh, well I'm still ok now...there's still time.
Wankers: You know what? We'll just put you out of your misery. And then we'll throw a party and laugh when we tell your family there was nothing we could do.
::bang::