I Love Meth

I love meth. I am so glad that it exists. I pay homage to the genius that first decided to mix drain cleaner and allergy medication. It really helps weed out the idiotic and weak-minded and keeps their population either dying in agony or confined to a prison cell where they have always belonged.

I love the way it screws up their faces. There is nothing more pathetic than the stupid face of a meth user. You can always tell who they are by that hollow, vacant, white trash look. Even the black meth addicts look like white trash. How is that even possible? Being so easy to spot means that it is just as easy to avoid these human dumpsters and continue your day without being subjected to them for more than a few brief, fart-like moments.

I love the way it occasionally blows up their homes. What could be better than reading about a meth house that has exploded and taken the lives of 6 or 7 users/sellers while simultaneously ridding the neighborhood of their sore-covered genitalia and the cursed offspring they are likely to breed.

I love the way it keeps them out of the socio-political loop. These idiots do not vote, they do not run for office. They don't really do much of anything. They just sit in crappy, rundown homes, beat each other up occasionally and ignore the real world for the most part. Perfect. We do not have to worry about them passing any laws making it a requirement to have a flag in your window as a curtain.

I love the way it lets me purchase expensive electronics equipment for rock bottom prices. There is always some strung out meth user wanting to get rid of his CD player for another tiny little bag of his powdered saviour. I make it a practice to always know the going rate of the smallest possible sellable portion of meth. This is the price I offer the idiot for his goods. Meth + Capitalism = New CD player for less than a "go large" value meal.

I love the way it gives me the opportunity to use my firearm. If, by chance, a meth user wishes to break into my house to steal my CD player so he can sell it, rather than his own, I have a gift waiting for him. It's not a CD player but it will definitely rock his world. It's a Glock 17 with law enforcement capacity magazines and 16 rounds of high velocity hollow point ammunition. I almost salivate over the possibility of ridding the world of one of these pieces of filth while at the same time becoming a hero to my wife for saving the day. Please try to rob me.

I love meth. Users of this wonderful and abundant drug, please continue what you are doing. In fact, use more. Up your dosage. I'm in the market for a new DVD player.

Amen! Couldn't have said it better :)

I like how you praise "meth's" ability to get yourself cheap consumer electronics. You: "Yay! I am likely receiving stolen property and contributing to continued drug use! But, I won't feel guilty, because I will objectify and alienate those people! Perceiving them as something lower than human so I can profit from the misery of others. I am such a wonderful human being!

I believe you missed the sarcasm there, chief.

To the original poster: suprisingly well written, I applaud you.

Bowser wrote:

I like how you praise "meth's" ability to get yourself cheap consumer electronics. You: "Yay! I am likely receiving stolen property and contributing to continued drug use! But, I won't feel guilty, because I will objectify and alienate those people! Perceiving them as something lower than human so I can profit from the misery of others. I am such a wonderful human being!

The "misery" that they brought upon themselves.