Right now I am raging at the fact that I have work tomorrow instead of sleeping. It is such ragefuel and suicidefuel that I have to spend 8 hours a day working doing something I do not give a single flying fuck about for people that hate me and passive-aggressively call me "friend" when I speak to them because I am a manlet, all for a wage lower than that of the boomers employing me because the wage discrimination act in my country gives an exemption to outlawing the underpayment of young adults based on age and because managerial dickheads of all stripes are modern day noblemen who get paid more than you for doing a fraction of your work because they were manipulative and narcissistic enough to climb the corporate/bureaucratic ladder to the extent of their midwit shithead positions.
Knowing my luck I will spent 8 hours a day (10 counting transit), 4-6 days a week, 50-52 weeks a year for the rest of my life until either I die or society collapses and I die slaving away for these fucking bastards, and I will never even be able to attain the role of middleman slave driver (not that I aspire to it) because I'm too autistic to manipulate my way into it and my family doesn't care enough to nepotism me into anything. Incels and all other low-status males regardless of level of sexual activity or lack thereof are doomed to be gelded cuck slaves of a yiddish ponzi scheme from as old as they are deemed old enough to work until they drop dead or become so senile they shit their pants and have to be committed to a nursing home. Only a horrible terminal illness, an accident, roping or playing phantom forces will free most men from this hell. You have literally no friends in this situation, nobody is even sincerely cooperating with you without trying to take from your pockets at all times, everyone is a thief, an enemy or a competitor and they have the gall to look you in the eye like they aren't.
I'm literally too numb, tired and zombified from wagecucking to even work up the mental energy to consider roping and plan it, but I know rationally that it is probably the only logical thing to do for most low level wageslave men, including myself. I feel like my IQ has been lowered by 50 points and the only thing that remains in my brain is the recognition of how awful this shit is blaring nonstop in my mind's eye and letting out a piercing shriek that interrupts my inner monologue. The work is really not worth the money, and if you can't live without the money then it's safe to say that the life you sustain with shitty retarded work that forces you to sell the majority of your waking adulthood is not worth living either. I feel like this whole ponzi scheme has been designed to stop you from roping in ways I cannot comprehend, because even though I really see no hope for the future whatsoever and am absolutely tired of what feels like has been a short eternity of living I'm still scared of dying and not really bothered to do it. I feel like the only reason most wageslave men haven't died in a rope yet is because they've made living so easy.
There are a lot of people on cucktears who see posts here use the word "wagecuck" and get angry. They say things like "hurr durr incels are so pathetic they cant comprehend normal people have jobs and enjoy them" and say that if you don't man up and get a job you are a god damn incel piece of shit who is not contributing to society and you need to stop being a manbaby. They think because they waste their lives working they are better than us even though half of them support fucking communism their workplaces are so gay JFL.
To all these cucktears who are reading this and unironically think like this, you should kill yourselves. I am serious. I am not exclusively saying this because I hate you, either - I think you should put yourselves out of your misery. Maybe at some point in the past that you look upon as being a point in time at which you were "less mature" and scoff at, you were not a stupid retard who rationalises engaging in activities against your interests under economic duress into being a virtuous and heroic thing. You probably didn't scoff at people who disagree with your stupid cucked worldview for being "pieces of shit" as much either. You have taken the exhaustion you got from wageslaving and the feeling of your brain turning into mush and ridden it all the way down the slide of willing slavery into being a retard devoid of all dignity who lionises a scam they have been indoctrinated and blackmailed into participating in since birth. The palpable butthurt you feel when you see a "parasite" not suffering just as much as you is certainly the fault of the NEET and not you, who is directing the putrefying remains of your feelings towards the wastage of your life outwards at anyone who seems like a good enough target for them.
If you lionise wage labour, you should kill yourself because you are already dead. The only thing waiting to die is your body and the sections of your brain you still use for speech, motor skills and arithmetic. You are not a human being anymore, at least not fully. It would be innacurate and cringeworthily overdone to call you a robot - what you really are is a revolting shell of a human being. Everything positive has been scooped out of you like the flesh out of an avocado, with what you are now remaining as a tasteless knobbly greenish-brown skin that gets thrown into the compost for the supposed greater good of soyciety by your "betters".
You are seventy odd kilograms of somebody else's capital and rationalisations for what you are, given two arms and two legs to move to the same place every day. You also have a mouth to spout your bullshit, a nose that can't seem to smell it, two eyes to stare at a screen when you have nothing better to do and ten fingers to click clack at your keyboard to insincerely convey information to your superiors in an overly formal manner to avoid any negative social or monetary consequences for not being sufficiently cucked (your ancestors, who could not read or write, would grovel in front of their superiors instead but apart from that little has changed). Your inner monologue has been beaten into cowering, quivering submission in the corner of your skull by the tedium of your daily routine and constant overstimulation from the sound of yelling, screaming, traffic and the operation of machines.
Instead of mourning what's been done to you against your will and most likely forced upon you at an age at which you had no idea what to do with yourself (probably in part the result of social engineering, let's be honest), you embrace it. You're agreeable, after all, why not "go with the flow" as they say? Why not engage in the ultimate and final act of self-abasement and CELEBRATE selling those valuable thousands of hours, YOUR LIFE which you will NEVER GET BACK, to people who hate you and encourage others to do the same?
Every single cucktears wageslave fag that wants everyone to be as cucked and miserable as them, please put the fucking noose around your neck and kick the stool. Everyone you "contribute to society" with whose asses you kiss would kick it for you if it meant they got an extra dollar an hour or a leg up on you in social status, you pathetic piece of shit. The only difference between you and slaves forced to pick cotton is that their owners were more honest about the relation they had to them and the slaves didn't rationalise away their desire to become free men.
LIONISING WAGE LABOUR IS SELF ABASEMENT
SUFFERING MEEKLY DOES NOT MAKE YOU VIRTUOUS
BEING PROUD OF BEING A SLAVE DOES NOT MAKE YOU STRONG
KILL YOURSELVES CUCKTEARS
For all the parasites and leeches reading this, I love you bros. I hope you suck as much moisture out of the ponzi scheme as you possibly can so it becomes a tinderbox even faster.
Knowing my luck I will spent 8 hours a day (10 counting transit), 4-6 days a week, 50-52 weeks a year for the rest of my life until either I die or society collapses and I die slaving away for these fucking bastards, and I will never even be able to attain the role of middleman slave driver (not that I aspire to it) because I'm too autistic to manipulate my way into it and my family doesn't care enough to nepotism me into anything. Incels and all other low-status males regardless of level of sexual activity or lack thereof are doomed to be gelded cuck slaves of a yiddish ponzi scheme from as old as they are deemed old enough to work until they drop dead or become so senile they shit their pants and have to be committed to a nursing home. Only a horrible terminal illness, an accident, roping or playing phantom forces will free most men from this hell. You have literally no friends in this situation, nobody is even sincerely cooperating with you without trying to take from your pockets at all times, everyone is a thief, an enemy or a competitor and they have the gall to look you in the eye like they aren't.
I'm literally too numb, tired and zombified from wagecucking to even work up the mental energy to consider roping and plan it, but I know rationally that it is probably the only logical thing to do for most low level wageslave men, including myself. I feel like my IQ has been lowered by 50 points and the only thing that remains in my brain is the recognition of how awful this shit is blaring nonstop in my mind's eye and letting out a piercing shriek that interrupts my inner monologue. The work is really not worth the money, and if you can't live without the money then it's safe to say that the life you sustain with shitty retarded work that forces you to sell the majority of your waking adulthood is not worth living either. I feel like this whole ponzi scheme has been designed to stop you from roping in ways I cannot comprehend, because even though I really see no hope for the future whatsoever and am absolutely tired of what feels like has been a short eternity of living I'm still scared of dying and not really bothered to do it. I feel like the only reason most wageslave men haven't died in a rope yet is because they've made living so easy.
There are a lot of people on cucktears who see posts here use the word "wagecuck" and get angry. They say things like "hurr durr incels are so pathetic they cant comprehend normal people have jobs and enjoy them" and say that if you don't man up and get a job you are a god damn incel piece of shit who is not contributing to society and you need to stop being a manbaby. They think because they waste their lives working they are better than us even though half of them support fucking communism their workplaces are so gay JFL.
To all these cucktears who are reading this and unironically think like this, you should kill yourselves. I am serious. I am not exclusively saying this because I hate you, either - I think you should put yourselves out of your misery. Maybe at some point in the past that you look upon as being a point in time at which you were "less mature" and scoff at, you were not a stupid retard who rationalises engaging in activities against your interests under economic duress into being a virtuous and heroic thing. You probably didn't scoff at people who disagree with your stupid cucked worldview for being "pieces of shit" as much either. You have taken the exhaustion you got from wageslaving and the feeling of your brain turning into mush and ridden it all the way down the slide of willing slavery into being a retard devoid of all dignity who lionises a scam they have been indoctrinated and blackmailed into participating in since birth. The palpable butthurt you feel when you see a "parasite" not suffering just as much as you is certainly the fault of the NEET and not you, who is directing the putrefying remains of your feelings towards the wastage of your life outwards at anyone who seems like a good enough target for them.
If you lionise wage labour, you should kill yourself because you are already dead. The only thing waiting to die is your body and the sections of your brain you still use for speech, motor skills and arithmetic. You are not a human being anymore, at least not fully. It would be innacurate and cringeworthily overdone to call you a robot - what you really are is a revolting shell of a human being. Everything positive has been scooped out of you like the flesh out of an avocado, with what you are now remaining as a tasteless knobbly greenish-brown skin that gets thrown into the compost for the supposed greater good of soyciety by your "betters".
You are seventy odd kilograms of somebody else's capital and rationalisations for what you are, given two arms and two legs to move to the same place every day. You also have a mouth to spout your bullshit, a nose that can't seem to smell it, two eyes to stare at a screen when you have nothing better to do and ten fingers to click clack at your keyboard to insincerely convey information to your superiors in an overly formal manner to avoid any negative social or monetary consequences for not being sufficiently cucked (your ancestors, who could not read or write, would grovel in front of their superiors instead but apart from that little has changed). Your inner monologue has been beaten into cowering, quivering submission in the corner of your skull by the tedium of your daily routine and constant overstimulation from the sound of yelling, screaming, traffic and the operation of machines.
Instead of mourning what's been done to you against your will and most likely forced upon you at an age at which you had no idea what to do with yourself (probably in part the result of social engineering, let's be honest), you embrace it. You're agreeable, after all, why not "go with the flow" as they say? Why not engage in the ultimate and final act of self-abasement and CELEBRATE selling those valuable thousands of hours, YOUR LIFE which you will NEVER GET BACK, to people who hate you and encourage others to do the same?
Every single cucktears wageslave fag that wants everyone to be as cucked and miserable as them, please put the fucking noose around your neck and kick the stool. Everyone you "contribute to society" with whose asses you kiss would kick it for you if it meant they got an extra dollar an hour or a leg up on you in social status, you pathetic piece of shit. The only difference between you and slaves forced to pick cotton is that their owners were more honest about the relation they had to them and the slaves didn't rationalise away their desire to become free men.
LIONISING WAGE LABOUR IS SELF ABASEMENT
SUFFERING MEEKLY DOES NOT MAKE YOU VIRTUOUS
BEING PROUD OF BEING A SLAVE DOES NOT MAKE YOU STRONG
KILL YOURSELVES CUCKTEARS
For all the parasites and leeches reading this, I love you bros. I hope you suck as much moisture out of the ponzi scheme as you possibly can so it becomes a tinderbox even faster.
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