All men are NOT created equal! Some are born smarter, or more beautiful, or with parents of greater status. Some, by contrast, are born weak of body or mind, or with few, if any, talents. All men are different! Yes, the very existence of man is discriminatory! That’s why there is war, violence and unrest. Inequality is not evil. Equality is! What became of the EU, who claimed that all are equal? It is in constant conflict because its tenets go against human nature! The Middle Eastern Federation, which harbors similar sentiments, is constantly mired with sloths! But our Britannia is not like them! We put an end to wars and evolve with every conquest! Britannia alone looks forward and moves forward to a better future! The death of my son Clovis is yet more proof that our empire is evolving. Fight! For the future rests in the hands of its ruler! ALL HAIL BRITANNIA!
Astăzi voi povesti o întâmplare de luna trecută. Pe 5 noiembrie eram pe IM şi am văzut la o tipă (fără o tangenţă anume) un status de genul “m-am săturat de proştii din România” şi am zis să văd ce s-a întâmplat, poate învăţ ceva nou. Ce a urmat, în continuare.
If strength is justice, then is powerlessness a crime?
The weak always cling to words, and those with power die for those without it.
M-am confruntat de nenumărate ori pe IM cu tot felul de cerinţe care mai de care mai idioate de genul “Trimite-mi şi mie un Word că am nevoie”. WTF, chiar există persoane care habar n-au că nu ai efectiv cum să le trimiţi “un Word”? Sau un Windows.
There are many books in the library. Each book has a wonderful story that will never happen in reality. But as you fall in love, reality becomes a wonderful story better than any novel.
Nu încep să pun imnul ţării sau cântece precum “Treceţi batalioane Carpaţii”, însă voi pune ceva mai de actualitate, zic eu.
I can show you what color your brain is.
People are like dice, a certain Frenchman said that. You throw yourself in the direction of your own choosing. People are free because they can do that. Everyone’s circumstances are different, but no matter how small the choice, at the very least, you can throw yourself. It’s not chance or fate. It’s the choice you made.
God is emotional bullshit.