One day you follow Luke dash jr off a cliff into state sanctioned bitcoin with zero privacy and high morals and close off all hope of escape.
Your entire schtick is the ramblings of the incapable. It’s everyone else’s fault. Your paradise is be spoiled by negros and Jews and the ungodly hoards.

You wake up daily wondering why people can’t just be exactly like you. A sexless, bored but pious asshole.