This is an exercise in risk management. I feel the bigger risk is to leave him in place. Unfortunately, i don’t see the kind of dispassionate calculation necessary for us to avoid descending into a fascist hellscape.
Yeah bruh, I probably work like 22, 24 hours a week. I’m paid for 40, but let’s be real.
Couldn’t give a fuck.
Christ. You don’t even realize we’ve already been struck over and over. All the while inviting more.
The only way we can get to a neutral position is tit for tat. We can try a generous tit for tat, but the degenerates won’t accept an olive branch.
Shit isn’t as it seems to you.
This isn’t going to end well. He needs to fuck off.
Yeah, there is. Many lives are at stake. It’s a trolley problem. Shit’s ugly and you can’t wish it away.
Too late for this high road bullshit.
Surely this will work.
Bruh, it’s been nothing but class war since the beginning of time. It’s just that the underclass almost never fights back.
I’ve had these. They taste fake, because they’re fake.