At least incels will never bring creatures into the world to suffer the purgatory that is life; a waiting room for your appointment with an excruciating terminal illness and death, unless you can override the mental agony of having to put a bullet in your brain despite the deep-seated fear of death we all have.
I'm sorry, but you'd have to be an idiot to think that life could ever be worth it. Nothing during the waiting period for death is that great. Even sex isn't that great; fuck, normies admit this themselves.
It's pretty much the best thing in life, yes. But 3-5 second orgasms vs. weeks of breakthrough cancer pains, plus the mental anguish of knowing you're going to die?
Plus, the terminal cancer is only the grand agony awaiting you at the end. There are so many miserable things in life itself that easily cancel out the best things.
The good things never last very long, while the bad things last forever.
You probably won't die from your inevitable tooth decay and root canals, but you will wish you could.
In the time it takes you to get through the line at the DMV while renewing your license plates, Chad has had 5 orgasms in Stacy's mouth and pussy.
You'll probably get non-terminally sick about once per year, just to remind you of the fact that some day, you won't recover from feeling like shit.
The longer you live, the more people who care about you will die, and the lonelier you will be. And you'll just get older and uglier.
You spend 22 years or so "becoming an adult," and then you have about a 5 year window of "prime." Once you turn 27, you will notice cognitive decline. I did. You will forget what you were going to Google in the time it takes to go to Google. You will see a strand of gray hair appear on one of your sides. Once you start to get into your 30s, you will see several strands of gray hair, and wonder how many more you have that you aren't seeing. If you're like most people, you will also see your hairline recede ("Norwooding"). Some will thin in the back as well. Your skin will develop more and more spots. Might be melanoma, might be seborrheic keratosis or lentigines. Your gums will recede so that even when you don't have a root canal with numbing injections that don't work, your regular checkup cleanings will be uncomfortable at best, excruciating at worst.
...And so on...
Normies have to do absurd mental gymnastics to justify their selfish desire to procreate. They want kids because they think it gives their life "meaning." And because they think kids are cute (early on).
It's purely for selfish reasons. They're attempting to justify creating an organism that will suffer, even if it's Stacy.
It's just that if it's a Stacy, it will live out its purgatory on easy mode and delusion before its excruciating terminal illness and death.
So incels are the bad guys? Ha! You're the ones planning on creating an organism to sentence it to torture.
I'm sorry, but you'd have to be an idiot to think that life could ever be worth it. Nothing during the waiting period for death is that great. Even sex isn't that great; fuck, normies admit this themselves.
It's pretty much the best thing in life, yes. But 3-5 second orgasms vs. weeks of breakthrough cancer pains, plus the mental anguish of knowing you're going to die?
Plus, the terminal cancer is only the grand agony awaiting you at the end. There are so many miserable things in life itself that easily cancel out the best things.
The good things never last very long, while the bad things last forever.
You probably won't die from your inevitable tooth decay and root canals, but you will wish you could.
In the time it takes you to get through the line at the DMV while renewing your license plates, Chad has had 5 orgasms in Stacy's mouth and pussy.
You'll probably get non-terminally sick about once per year, just to remind you of the fact that some day, you won't recover from feeling like shit.
The longer you live, the more people who care about you will die, and the lonelier you will be. And you'll just get older and uglier.
You spend 22 years or so "becoming an adult," and then you have about a 5 year window of "prime." Once you turn 27, you will notice cognitive decline. I did. You will forget what you were going to Google in the time it takes to go to Google. You will see a strand of gray hair appear on one of your sides. Once you start to get into your 30s, you will see several strands of gray hair, and wonder how many more you have that you aren't seeing. If you're like most people, you will also see your hairline recede ("Norwooding"). Some will thin in the back as well. Your skin will develop more and more spots. Might be melanoma, might be seborrheic keratosis or lentigines. Your gums will recede so that even when you don't have a root canal with numbing injections that don't work, your regular checkup cleanings will be uncomfortable at best, excruciating at worst.
...And so on...
Normies have to do absurd mental gymnastics to justify their selfish desire to procreate. They want kids because they think it gives their life "meaning." And because they think kids are cute (early on).
It's purely for selfish reasons. They're attempting to justify creating an organism that will suffer, even if it's Stacy.
It's just that if it's a Stacy, it will live out its purgatory on easy mode and delusion before its excruciating terminal illness and death.
So incels are the bad guys? Ha! You're the ones planning on creating an organism to sentence it to torture.
