Current mood:

amused

conclusions from my 50 hour meth binge
- If ever you are in need of attention, cause unnecessary & provocative chaos. Attention is positively certain to ensue, though it is unlikely to be respectful and flattering attention. Don’t be phased, however, for this attention can be retaliated with more chaos, this time tailored to abuse those who provided attention. Once this gets underway, continuous disregard for other people’s feelings will no doubt make this a rewarding interaction for you.
- FUCKBALL should be introduced as an official sport. It would be much like football, but with a new and sexier way of scoring.
- People grow to despise other beings when they see positive qualities that are too intensely superior to their own exhibited in this other being. Intelligence, wit, will power and compassion cease being admirable qualities when they reach levels that are envied by those around them. The envy threshold varies for each potentially inferior, spiteful person you encounter. The threshold can be directly calculated by calculating the superiority gap between you and your peers. The larger the superiority, the more likely you are to be resented for your good qualities.
- Anyone plagued by their overwhelmingly brilliant attributes can create an illusion of incompetence if they wish to avoid being resented by their peers. Those with awe-inspiring wit can either forego verbalising said wit, or continuously proclaim that they are a pathetic pinhead to compensate for their demonstrated superiority.
- People are retarded, not that I didn't know this already. I did note certain examples of our animal-like motivations and behaviour after studying the primates on WritingFeedback. Social experiments sure are fun, but ultimately they leave you disappointed in human nature. These conclusions are to be refined after deeper examination of what actually happened, it's a bit blurry. Basically I accidentally found the most pretentious writing community on LJ and posted a ridiculous jumble of arrogance by Captain Pinhead on it. They were so deeply offended by his arrogance that they missed the entire "satire" point of it (and thus any meaning behind it), became threatened by my exhibited arrogance and proceeded to get really worked up about very trivial things. It was hilarious stuff, and I decided to let Pinhead do most of the talking after I realised that there were no intelligent lifeforms amongst the participating self-appointed authoritative critics.
The hideous stupidity of human behaviour in all of it's glory.

This is all I can make out from the demented scribbles in my diary. I’m still too tired to even comprehend whether or not these “conclusions” make sense.