How you still have faith in a status quo that’s actively fucking us all says so much. The absolute limit of your imagination is to graduate being abused and become the boot - which is sad as hell because no matter what you do you’ll never be rich enough to escape this. You’re too far behind, dude - you can’t afford to pay your way out of what’s coming. Accept it. You’re disposable. They’ll die laughing at you for selling your life away for table scraps.

Putting the boot into other poors isn’t going to stop you from being who/where you are.

Of all of us, you’re going to fall the hardest no matter how hard you run away - and all the supports you’ll need to ease you through ‘failing’ at neoliberalism on a dying planet will have been cannibalised by upstanding, fanatically Thatcherite cunts like yourself.

When your time comes, and I say this earnestly, be sure to do the rest of us a favour and post your plot so we can organise a schedule for pissing on it. You’ll be like the forgotten soldier for contemporary idiots.