Consequences

Oftentimes, I want people to face consequences of their actions.

There is this one part of me, who is harsh.

However, this is the future where I’m dead already. And not just dead, murdered.

Likely tortured, decapitated, castrated, raped, and burned alive too. Probably all at once.

And all my beloved ones too, including my pre-school children.

That’s the price we have to pay for them to understand some very simple truths. There are many who paid that price already, I’m just lucky to live much more far from the front-lines than them, others, those who were murdered for the fact they’re Ukrainians and they lived closer.

Well, or I’m migrated to far far away. How far? New Zealand far? Another planet far?

And what about Baltic nations?! They were never as stupid as Belarusians or Ukrainians to befriend Russians in the first place. They clearly stated they want to be protected by NATO. If ruzzia attacks Europe, they’ll be first to attack. Not even Poland, who blocks Ukrainian grain and tolerates heavy cars from Belarus.

The other part of me, he’s kind, he’s optimistic.

But the thing is, this kind (and naïve) worldview, it eliminates the consequences for everyone. For everyone but Ukraine, who paid the price already.

And the price is too high. It looks like everyone wants only Ukraine to be adult on this planet.

At this point in life, it feels like my opportunities are either to believe in luck, or to emigrate, preferably far-far-far away from here. However, I guess the whole world would be torn with wars, everywhere. Because we see normies unwilling to learn anything and are happily electing idiots into power.

Well, or just peacefully die. So the general population would continue to be ‘I don’t want to think too much, guys.’ And continue to believe some crazy conspiracy theories. Instead of fucking educating themselves, at least a little bit.

Fuck Trump and the people who brought him to power. You are clearly idiots.

Because, I believe 100% of you, regardless of who you are, a billionaire or a red-neck, thought only of yourself, while making this stupid voting decision.