The other day I saw a video of some wittle bebies crying in the locker room after one of their soccer teammates fell victim to one of those “perfectly normal heart attacks in 20-year-old-athletes” scenarios.
In the comments, there was some talk about feeling bad for these poor guys who kick a ball of air around a field and get paid handsomely to do so.
Here are my uncensored (would you have it any other way?) thoughts about pitying these poor wittle babies:
Don’t waste your pity.
Any could have stood up, spoken out, refused.
They’re too busy kneeling for whatever nonsense their masters have told them to kneel for.
They all chose to shut up & comply.
Now they’re crying in the bathroom.
Pathetic excuse of men.
I will be glad to walk this tweet right the fuck back if there are some videos of them speaking out.
(Either before or after this incident)
Until then, how about we keep the pity for the old people who drowned in lung fluid while their loved ones were kept away from them.
They all took an experimental vaccine so they could keep making money for kicking a ball.
Even if they had their doubts, they zipped their mouths to keep the money flowing in.
Now they’re dropping dead we’re supposed to feel bad for them?
No. Fucking. Way.
Now, you might ask, how do we…
…get out of all this?
And the answer is, I don’t think things are going to change until enough people get really, really sick of what’s going on. I do see signs of that happening, but we really need mass non-compliance/ignorance — and if that still doesn’t solve it, then we need mass…well, fill in the blank for yourself.
Now, not all is lost my little troubles.
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