Me, in a nut’s shell, now…💔

What’s even worse, are the not-even-veiled, snarky hints such as, “don’t be such a party-pooper”, “thanks for making everyone else miserable”, “why do you always have to make everything about yourself?”

The world has become on an individual level, the perfect copy of “monarchies” such as the UK, where a parody “king” and his multi-bill/millionaire elite entourage, waltz themselves into every Xmas and New Year, while outside their glitzy ballrooms, millions of children, expecting mothers, elderlies, disabled, homeless veterans, poor, will spend if at all, their poundland “holidays”, in the shadow of the executioner-bailiff’s sword, trying to drink away at least for a couple of sordid hours, the day&nightmares of bank/utility/eviction threats.

And it’s still me, sitting in my often-suicidal darkness, feeling bad about “ruining” someone else’s alcohol fuelled social joyride.

PS: In the end, if I might succeed, on the day the “authorities” will soullessly fill my no-more certificate, hundreds of birth certificates will be issued, fresh cannon fodder, human compost to feed their royal-my-arse-majesties’ divinely-appointed-my-arse & Co, uselessly futile, blossoming lives.

Happy Hanukkah !

(can be used later for Christmas, too!)