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Hate for the sake of hate

I’m quite a negative person. You might find that hard to believe, but it’s true. No – don’t throw yourself into the pyre just because this revelation has hit you so hard in the pyre gland. I’ve accepted it. I know it. I live it. I am it.

But it doesn’t stop me getting annoyed at two things: being told I’m negative all the time, and others being blindly, unthinkingly negative.

While I highlight the many things I take issue with on a regular basis, there tends to be thought behind what I say and do. I may dismiss someone’s attempt at doing something as pointless and foolhardy, but I will rarely begrudge them trying.

When I am slating something for being the usual things – rubbish, pointless, mind-numbingly vacuous, whatever else – it isn’t because I am consumed with hatred and want all life on earth to end. It’s because I don’t like what I see, and I want to see better.

The anger doesn’t come from nowhere: it is borne from a burning desire to see the world a fairer, superior one to that what it is today. Even down to tiny little things.

I have no idea where I’m going with this, I’ve just found myself increasingly annoyed with the mindless negativity spewed from all angles and I want to highlight the fact that I consider myself separate from it.

I don’t hate just because it’s there. I hate for a reason. I don’t slate just because it’s something I’m not doing. I slate because I’ve found something to slate it for. I don’t instantly resort to bad-mouthing just because it’s the easiest way to react. I instantly resort to bad-mouthing because you’re an insufferable cunt.

But those who know me know me for my jolly personality and happy-go-lucky lifestyle, so that’s all I need to know. I may be lying.

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Football Manager 2012: the addiction continues

One of the best things about having the job I have is that sometimes, in some places, some people pay attention to what you do and don’t like. People get reputations for being ‘the person who likes this’, or ‘the twat who won’t shut up about that’. It doesn’t happen to me much, as I’m pretty ignorable, but it has happened with something I’m happy about: I’m the Football Manager guy.

What this means is that I am personally sent early, pre-release codes to download the new Football Manager games well before they’re out, and well before you – the plebes – get to have a go at it. This: makes me very happy indeed. Why do I point this out today? Because I have been sent a preview code for FM2012, of course.

Yes, this made me so giddy at work I managed to ignore my intense hatred of the world for a couple of minutes and jiggle up and down like an excitable four-year-old made of jelly.

In fact, I’ve just entered the code now and… IT’S NOT WORKING?! Shit, I… no. I can’t handle this. Not now. Not in this frame of mind. I’ll lose it. I’ll go Unabomber on everyone’s ass. I’ll make 9/11 x 10,000 happen. PEOPLE WILL DIE BY MY HAND.

Ah, no – it’s worked. Phew!

Right, off to my wonderful life of sitting, waiting for something to download. I don’t give a shit – I fucking love Football Manager. It’s one of the best addictions I’ve ever had, and I’ve just deleted what I wrote there because even for me it was a bit extreme. I really am full of quite a lot of genuine hatred today. Brilliant!

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