In a society where luxury has become more important than health, a person whose priorities are in the lines of survivalism might go insane. I am not sure if Nietzsche said that, but someone I know said LONG ago that what people are starting to lack is the instinct of survival. Take it from the easiest examples: parents let their fat kids eat from McDonald's, buying them 2 menus in a row; a girl said: "If I had to choose between make up and food, I'd choose the make up"; people spend money on FUR and JEWELLERY and MAKE UP, but hardly have teeth in their mouths, people take small children in crowds, so on and so forth.

Luxury is the biggest sign of idiocy. I hate luxury to the point of vomit. I hate it because it has become the one dream of mankind, the one purpose, the one thing to be promoted, breeding superficiality and the love for the earthly. It is on the same spot as my hate for bad grammar.

Now, people should never charge health. Yes, that means that the STATE [whatever state there is] should pay for researching cures for diseases and anything about medicine and ELITISM should be ABOLISHED in the health's domain. You have to be rich to be healthy, you have to be rich to be cured, you have to be rich to... Fuck rich. Fuck you all who endorse such mentalities and political structures.

It is a sign that the society is diseased. I always considered the health system to be like a house's bathroom. Who likes a house with a dirty bathroom (I am talking about normal people)? When a restaurant's bathroom is dirty, a normal person is starting to lose his trust in their services. Of course, the pigs like you who live in luxury don't have to see a dirty bathroom (/hospital) because you shit on gold and wipe your ass with 100$ bills.

I don't care if you agree or disagree with this. I have been once again faced with the lack of care in the health system and no argument that you bring will change my mind. I am narrow minded, sue me.

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Kraxpelax said...

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I went downtown, saw Katie in the nude
on Common Avenue, detracted soltitude
as it were, like a dream-state rosely hued,
like no one else could see her; DAMN! I phewed;

was reciprokelly then, thank heaven, viewed,
bestowed unique hard-on! but NOT eschewed,
contrair-ee-lee, she took a somewhat rude
'n readidy attude of Sex Prelude; it BREWED!

And for a start, i hiccuped "Hi!", imbued
with Moooood! She toodledooed: "How queued
your awe-full specie-ally-tee, Sir Lewd,
to prove (alas!), to have me finely screwed,

and hopef'lly afterwards beloved, wooed,
alive, huh? Don't you even DO it, Duu-uuude!"

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