I don’t like people.

I don’t like the greedy psychiatrist that shoves pills down everyone’s throat in order to buy a $300 tie. I don’t like the yuppies that play golf on a nice evening while slavekind pays off their “debts”. I don’t like the alcoholics. I don’t like the party-ers. I don’t like the girl that is so desperate for attention to the point of it being sickening. I don’t like the person that doesn’t say “hello” when I say “hello”. I don’t like the soccer moms that think they’re properly raising their children, when they’re not. I don’t like politicians. I don’t like “famous people”. I don’t like the school board. I don’t like the boys/men trying their hardest to become spawns of their favoite rappers. I don’t like the lady that puts all of her business on the streets. I don’t like the wannabe-tough male/female “thugs” running rampant. I don’t like the rich kid. I don’t like the drug addicts. I don’t like the phoneys. I don’t like Big ******, or Big Brother. I don’t like the creators of all of these social networking sites, nor the people that get on them like it’s their jobs. I don’t like the people that stand in front of the mirror taking pictures while posing. I don’t like the nosy folks. I don’t like the sheeple that constantly say how great “life” is. I don’t like the person that tries to tell me that being lonely isn’t “normal”. I don’t like the “normal” people.