I’m sick of turning the other cheek. My whole life, every time I was abused or mistreated, I turned the other cheek. Well, initially I had an anger problem, and dealing with that made me walk away from most fights. I think I foolishly believed in some kind of cosmic or karmic justice, and maybe there is such a thing, but the evidence is piling up that there is no equalizer, no punisher of wrongs, no avenger of the broken hearted and abused.
So this is me, no idea where I’m going to go with this grim philosophy. I’m going to ruin some lives, that much I know, because I am out of kindness, and I can’t just stand by and watch as the world eats and destroys good people, and the servants of evil thrive.