Genetics

H Herbert Nehrlich Herbert Nehrlich
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Longevity is what you get when worthy genes meet to combine. What happens in this world instead is the creation of a line of imbecilic, useless creatures, abnormal chromosomes from hell, resulting in sub-human features, in misfits that could never tell what's right or wrong and what is kindness. It's not a question of I Q but one of deaf-mute triggered blindness, you find examples in the Zoo. One either has been well-endowed with all that Nature can bestow or live forever in a cloud of idiocy. We all must know that millions fit that bill of dummies, they are the ones who should be slaves. And they would best stay with their mummies, as there is no one else who saves these slow, lethargic social floaters who cannot make a contribution, who are allowed to act as voters instead of filling institutions. They find in their pathetic lives that it is true that stupid is who cannot eat with fork and knives, and can't remember when to piss. He'll catch the ENVY, it's an illness, it starts out slowly, then spreads wide throughout the body to the stillness of empty skulls and smelly hide. A major symptom is resentment, they cannot fathom how it works that real people have contentment, live in a world far from those jerks. So, after years of heavy thinking, (they all combine their mental powers) , they start the day by slowly blinking and then they waste away the hours with tricks and nasty sabotage. They can't create with empty skulls and withered, dullard, pale visage, unable to spend time with dolls they go on rampages to wreck the trappings of the ones with brains, and wish they could be neck on neck with those who have received their gains by work and wit and common sense, and through superior genes and traits, but on the bad side of the fence, where dogshit smells and vermin waits, the envy has become so hot that fulmination has appeared, it worries normal people not, it is not something to be feared. Such illness does consume the masses, that's why they ridicule our age. In truth they die, these envious asses, while we survive, laugh at their rage.

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