The great thing about a lobotomy is that once you've had one, it's impossible to regret it. The same, pretty much can be said about a lot of the psyche meds people take. No matter how horrid your life, there's a pill that either makes you happy or oblivious to being sad. A third thought is the meds could make people unable to complain about what is happening to them. There are other ways to defeat cognition.
People have been trained, since birth, to cooperate with the government, which is only people. Fucked up, fallible people. People with more money, tools, weapons and co-conspirators than you could possibly scare up, mail order. Some big, powerful fucks. Some say, sociopathic. It's what I think. Unless they are just oblivious to morals and the best interest of a fat shitload of people.
Secular humanism rewarded people for being dim. Seems everyone with even a passing relationship with the CIA has had a hand in the process of infantilization, that cooing, babbling cajoling process of turning responsible, moral adults into mindless baby conformists, kept too fucking innocent to abhor being homogenized, like a cosmos of chocolate milk and Oreo cookies. Infantiliazation robs people of their identity, common sense, and free will. And all seems okay.
Well don't worry. Not a bit. It's hard to regret having a lobotomy, and totally impossible to regret having croaked. Sooner or later, all hard feelings will rot in the ground or toast in a crematory. Cheers!
People have been trained, since birth, to cooperate with the government, which is only people. Fucked up, fallible people. People with more money, tools, weapons and co-conspirators than you could possibly scare up, mail order. Some big, powerful fucks. Some say, sociopathic. It's what I think. Unless they are just oblivious to morals and the best interest of a fat shitload of people.
Secular humanism rewarded people for being dim. Seems everyone with even a passing relationship with the CIA has had a hand in the process of infantilization, that cooing, babbling cajoling process of turning responsible, moral adults into mindless baby conformists, kept too fucking innocent to abhor being homogenized, like a cosmos of chocolate milk and Oreo cookies. Infantiliazation robs people of their identity, common sense, and free will. And all seems okay.
Well don't worry. Not a bit. It's hard to regret having a lobotomy, and totally impossible to regret having croaked. Sooner or later, all hard feelings will rot in the ground or toast in a crematory. Cheers!
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