I will keep scrubbing till I can see the bone. I crave extremity. I do not mind the skin and blood.

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“There are no two words in the English language more harmful than ‘good job’ ”.

I’ve made up my mind that I fucking hate two things (among many other things):

1. Lack of grit.
2. People with a lack of grit.

I don’t know if ‘grit’ is the right word, but imagine a person given unlimited time, resources, strength and mental capacity. The person has all that, yet they have programmed themself to sit on their fucking ass watching shitty content that fries their circuits, they have decided to gorge poison and fucking dump grease, fats, all cancerous junk made of 20+ whatever fucking bullshit ‘ingredients’ into their sagging meat bodies, they decide to isolate themself in their rooms like worthless hikikomoris who rot in their own stinking shit. You morons do not deserve life. You all are turds who are shit stains on the face of humanity. Except somehow everything is geared to producing even more turds than smear their shit stains wherever they go.

This is why I fucking hate the smart phone. I wish the smartphone had never come into existence. Fuck Instagram, Snapchat, LinkedIn, Twitter, Reddit, YouTube, ChatGPT or whatever shits out some cheap slop that is doing the work your rusty brain is capable of doing if it wasn’t braindead due to your slothfulness. Take LinkedIn for example, what a sorry waste of time that place is. I go on LinkedIn, and I only see shit stains everywhere these days. Who the fuck posts memes and brainrot on LinkedIn? No, I don’t want to see your stupid vacation pics with an irrelevant anecdote, or an unfunny twitter screenshot. I don’t want to see a dumb picture of you in front of your laptop with a stupid quote about hustling. And I definitely don’t want to see some inauthentic word vomit that you probably didn’t even spend time editing. Maybe it is like that because my feed is filled with that. Point still stands. Show me results. What did you work on? What have you achieved? You got something you’re proud of? Alright, let’s showcase that. Everything is slop, and nothing is of value. I have not posted anything of value on LinkedIn as well. And that’s because I don’t think I consider anything I do remarkable. Everything is subjective of course. Can one man’s vomit be another man’s food? Probably. I don’t know.

Now I am a person who lacks grit. I lack tenacity. I waste my precious resource called time on worthless things. I am everything I described above. I lack. But I am insatiable. What a terrible combination. Expecting more when you do nothing. There is always room to improve, even by 0.01%. You can never achieve 100%. You can always improve something. Your good job can never truly be good. What does grit truly mean? At this point, I don’t know. Does it mean the capability to power through the tough times, or does it mean the capability to never lose sight of the bigger picture when you are lulled by comfort or anything that seemingly infuses you with a sense of “good job”.

Now that I think about it, this is a sorrowful and painful approach to life. But it’s nice to add drama to the mundane.