You are Right 98.5% of the Time You Arrogant Twat
I’ve uncovered and exposed the Deep State for You
The average person has 6 disagreements per day said researchers who studied just over 4,000 people.
At 6 disagreements per day for 45 years, I’ve had 97,200 disagreements since I was five years old.
The first disagreement I remember was in the first grade. My first grade teacher asked the class if there was water on the moon. Of 30 students, I was 1 of only 2 students who answered, “no.”
And I was right.
Of course, she was talking about oceans and lakes, not water vapor or molecules.
I know my title is slightly misleading, stating that “YOU” are correct 98.5% of the time.
I had to do that to get your attention.
People love flattering headlines, even from people they don’t know, apparently. Sad.
Saying YOU are always right increased the attractiveness of my headline from a 66 to 74. It’s sad that I had to be duplicitous to get you to pay attention to something besides yourself, you arrogant self-important twit.
I AM THE ONE WHO HAS ALWAYS BEEN RIGHT ABOUT EVERYTHING AROUND HERE, AND YOU KNOW IT!
I’ve been subversively using my Rain Man brain all these years and you never noticed!
I have some preliminary calculations for you.
At a rate of 98%, I’ve been correct 95,256 times.
Which makes me ask, “WHY DOESN’T ANYONE EVER LISTEN TO ME?!”
Why do I need to deceive you into paying attention to something for your own damn good?!
I could have saved you from 40 years of stagnant wages! 40 years of suicidal environmental policy declaring war on the ground on which we stand, 40 years of lying subterfuge! 40 years!!
Now some of you have gotten yourself stuck believing in a world of lies. I know. I’m obsessive, especially with statistics. And I’m more than a little autistic.
I’ve been counting since I was 5 years old.
More precisely, I’ve been counting since the Halloween after my fifth birthday when I dressed up for Halloween as the Easter Bunny. I’ve been counting since Easter-Halloween! Making adjustments for leap years, I’ve been counting for 16,810 days. And, I’M SICK OF IT!
Disagreement # 97,168, November 3, 2020 10:10 a.m.: Who should be President of the United States?
Here, in my head, is a galaxy-sized mountain of data PROVING that, in most cases, I’m right and, by extension, you must be wrong.
Just kidding. If you reading this, you’re probably on the right side.
So, why do they do it? Why do they disagree with me? With us?
Don’t worry, I know this one: They hate people who know things.
Their fragile egos make them think that people who know things are arrogant.
That’s where they get terms like coastal elite, liberal elitist, ivory tower elitist, and so on.
Have you heard from them since the normal people took to the streets around the world in celebration and relief?
Where did they go?
Remember how they used to turn red in the face and puff up as they bloviated?
That was just a few days ago!
They’ve gotten sort of quiet.
It’s like they don’t want to hear what we have to say.
They don’t want to hear: This is not a fucking game show! This is not a fucking sports competition!
This is our lives and the lives of all future humanity you’re fucking around with here! We don’t have time for your sociopathic, narcissistic BULLSHIT!
But YOUR BIG FAT FUCKING EGO won’t let you admit that you were wrong!
Wrong! Wrong! Wrong! Wrong! Wrong!
They don’t want to hear, I told you so! I told you so! I told you so!
What the ‘ef is wrong with some people?!
They should know better than to disagree with me, with us, by now.
Just let us make the big decisions from now on.
You and your lot can collect your welfare check, crawl back under your rock in Arkansas and grumble to yourself about the deep state.
The Deep State
We are all the deep state, numb nuts. We are all connected. Society is a network, and that’s how networks work. I exist. You exist. We exist.
You are the conspiracy you’ve been seeking!
Bet that just blows your mind.
[Smashing the Lies Project, Swallow Your Ego Attack, version 1.2, offensive lob 1. 08 NOV 2020 2111PM.]
Dunning Kruger effect, hallowed be thy name. . .






