cool crew syndrome
this is by far, the most devastating sickness affecting society. it probably surpassed even aids. aids kills, and that, in a way is sort of practical, because, the problem dies, although sometimes not as fast as mankind needs. cool crew syndrome does not kill, it infects and spreads so fast, like a tumour. giving power and superior ego’s to those that should never have them. it is evolutions greatest enemy. i call it, cool crew syndrome. ever noticed that most annoying bunch of people? always exaggerating their laughs, their cool handshakes. the most fucking annoying bunch of people. they are suffering from cool crew syndrome. they need to be shot. however, today is not a day of recruitment, today i shall enlighten.
you see, no energy can be created, its transferred or, fuck, i forgot newton. but the second part wasn’t important. i promise. so, these crews of utterly low coolness, try to create this “we are so cool” vibe by omg’ing and omw’ing everything that they do. they attempt to create this coolness by creating a bubble around them, and then sucking coolness from outside the bubble and transferring it within the bubble. they dramatise everything, a girl smiles at one of them, “you know i fucked her once”, “ohhh emm geee duude i can totally imagine you rocking that pussy”, “yeah, and then i did her mom”, “laaaarrk ohhh emm geee dude that is so totally cool”. the bubble doesn’t allow negative vibes in, they just transform those into positive perceptions. they are essentially mutual masturbators. what bugs me so much about this horrid syndrome, is that people affected by this ailment actually think they are cool, and there are very, very few things that can burst that bubble. like corruption, the scary thing is that, it works well. all you have to do is mind fuck yourself slightly.
cool people don’t have to hear how cool they are from other people. you are cool if you can be yourself, say what ever you want to say, dress however you want to dress and do whatever you want to do. cool people don’t have to put other people down just to feel cool.
i guess its human nature to want to be apart of a gang/crew. we all want to feel that we belong to something of importance. but it’s up to ourselves to focus on our own selves first, to find our individual essence and to grow upon it. that way, and only that way, will be able to face human nature’s greatest fear. the fear of being alone.
to those of you who are part of a crew and think you are cool, fuck you! i hope you get cancer of your testicle. i hope your penis gets caught in a blender. i hope your eyelids gets caught in a tin can opener. or maybe, i should just hope that your bubble bursts.
