My dream in life is to use my poetry skills to start a Greeting Card Business. I want to write Greeting Cards and eventually monopolize the industry. I feel that Greeting Cards have gotten very lazy over the years, and they could do with some actual poetry, like REAL poetry. I would write sad, funny, exciting, and congratulatory Greeting Cards and eventually become the Jeff Bezos of Greeting Cards. I want to be a billionaire with a public company like Bezos or Musk but instead of taking away Mom & Pop shops, fucking over the middle class, and cancelling actual public transit for shitty car dependent infrastructure, I want to make people happy with Greeting Cards.
But then it hit me, Incels will not be receiving any Greeting Cards. Who gets Greeting Cards? Only normies, CHADS, and STACIES, I would only make the world better for the least deserving people in the world. This is still an internal contradiction I have, my dream conflicts with my moral values.
But then it hit me, Incels will not be receiving any Greeting Cards. Who gets Greeting Cards? Only normies, CHADS, and STACIES, I would only make the world better for the least deserving people in the world. This is still an internal contradiction I have, my dream conflicts with my moral values.
