I watch the news like it’s a movie. I read about the refugee crisis like it’s fiction. The presidential election is a play. The looming deficit is just a fun little math riddle. TV pundits and passionate college kids are characters from “One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest”.

It entertains me and I don’t care about any of it.

I cut my societal umbilical cord a couple years back. My friends, family and I are the only people on the planet that exist in my reality. People watching in downtown Chicago is like virtual reality. The buildings, bars mothers and business men are colorful, 3d pictures on an Oculus Rift screen. It’s like a G-rated version of Grand Theft Auto.

I don’t understand 30-year-old people who huff and puff about the pressing issues. It’s like they think they are effecting the other people puttsing around the planet.

Activism is dumber than drinking Windex. Protesting is like taping dynamite to your crotch. Do you rainbow children not understand that the people you protest have different mindsets than you? They will NEVER think like you. Do you not understand that what benefits you will hurt them? Your enemies will always hate you. It is woven in their genes like hair texture and eye color. Are you going to boycott birds of prey until they stop flying and eating your kids you fucking dingle berries? Or are you just going to start dominating and blast them from the sky? There are many different human species. That’s what people don’t get. Trump and Sanders. Stephen Fry and Milo Yiannopoulos. Nietzsche and some feminist dork. They are literally different species. Like dragon flies and polar bears. The difference in thinking is that great. Stop caring. Just expand.

There is only one thing that matters to me:expansion. Improving MY life and lives of those close to ME. Because life is not Age of Empires. It’s The Sims. My mind is on my kingdom and my kingdom is on my mind.

Other than that, I don’t care.