Australians seem unfit to govern themselves.

I am angry. No, let me start over with the right wording to express what I feel at this very moment. I am absolutely livid to the point of being genocidal. You might think of this as nothing new. In a way, you are probably right. I get angry easily. The extent to which some people anger me merely by existing is enormous. But people are never born this way.

I lack a faith section in my brain? No shit?

Sometimes, when I read something, I get so angry that I want to not only destroy the person who said it, I want to destroy any person who even entertains the thought that it is acceptable. How is voting Campbell “55 million for disability funding is not preferable to 110 million for horse-racing” Newman in working out for you, by the way, Queensland?

But no, sometimes not only does a person say something so utterly ridiculous that it makes me even more certain that at least two thirds of the Earth’s Human populace needs to die quickly. Sometimes they say something so abominably stupid that you make a special exception for them, and say that rather than reducing all populations equally, that person and the population that they represent should be terminated. With extreme prejudice.

Words. Your promises are just words. And your words are empty.

First of all, I want to apologise to the British ultra-slow doom metal band Esoteric for using one of their best lyrical lines as a title line. The song that this quote is from is the opener on their first album, Epistemological Despondency. The song is more simply titled Bereft, and is basically themed around the collective failure of the Human species to live up to its own promises.