Your Friend of Misery

Today Trenches punished his worthless screw up of a soldier. It was necessary. As his Senior Advisor in TSF, I had to be present at some point. By the end of this punishment, his soldier was crying. Trenches actually felt bad that it reached that point, but I feel no remorse. Call me heartless, a dick, whatever makes you feel just.

I simply have no sympathy for people who have no ambition in life to better themselves or better the world. To me, failure is quitting, and those that fail have no place in society and are simply a greater burden on the rest of us. Life is hard, it is overcoming the obstacles that give it worth and meaning. I know too many people who have overcome every obstacle failures use as an excuse.

I have no shame in letting someone know that they are worthless. It is cruel, but it works. I give people rude awakenings that they need to get their lives on track, or at least make an attempt.

I am fair. Eventhough I may treat someone horribly, they still have a chance to earn my respect and may even be complimented for their success. Until then though, it would be best for their motivation to avoid me. I am a harvester of sorrows and I excel at it. Why do you think so many people hate me?

Just try.




Have an airborne day,
565 Airborne, out.