When two subhumans reproduce and create a truecel son, it is worse than murdering one hundred people. If you could measure human suffering, the suffering of a truecel throughout his life is exponentially greater than the suffering of the families and friends of over a hundred mass shooting victims combined. Humans are animals, we only care about ourselves. Society tried to sweep this truth under the rug by promoting the illusion of selfless heroes and martyrs who value the lives of others over themselves. The reality is that we are all biological specimens and to place sentimental value on human life is illogical. If some ricecel smashes chad and stacy's kid's skull all over the pavement with a cricket bat, it doesn't matter because chad has good genes and an endless supply of stacys, beckys, and roasties to create replacements with. When someone you know dies, it doesn't physically change you. "Mental health issues" that are not related to your physical existence are "mental health issues" you can get over. Stacy cries when her becky sister gets turned to cheese by some dual handgun wielding ricecel Neo when he goes ER after realizing he's "The One". Give it a month or two tops and stacy is out fucking three chads a week as usual. A life of pleasure, indulgence, and social value... A truecel suffers until he dies and the suffering only gets worse and worse year by year. Your face is the present, not the past, there is no way to put it behind you and move on without surgery or suicide.
