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A "Dynasty" Worthy Takedown

I am about to take someone out.  For real.  Alright, alright: figuratively.  Two people, actually.  I've been volunteering my time for the last 7 months to support a local non-profit and I very quickly realized that something is rotten in the state of Denmark.  Things have come to a head and in a couple of days, I am going to drop a bomb and then (hopefully) drop the mike.  You know, like Obama.

It's a typical case of those 'with' serving their own self interests at the expense of those 'without', but still vehemently projecting an image that proclaims that they are one with the Lord.  Yes, religion is involved, but while I have my issues with that, it's not the problem here.  It's the people.

I really, really can NOT stand deceitful, duplicitous assholes who act like they are just "soooo passionate about helping those less fortunate."  when in fact they are working directly against them.

Demon, your name is Pit Viper and I see through you.

Our first meeting of the year is in two days.  This past week, maybe week and a half, I have been preparing a manifesto which I will be handing out to everyone, in addition to my resignation from this particular body of volunteers because I can no longer commit mental effort, time and energy toward a cause that is being thwarted by its very leaders.  This is going to cause QUITE a stir.  I am pretty sure our team lead is going to have a complete meltdown as a result of being exposed as a fraud in front of everyone.  I would be lying if I said I'm not hoping she freaks and calls me a name.  That would be pretty awesome.

I think it's going to be really, really bad, but I have to do this.  I'm consumed with this whole thing and I'm pretty nervous to do it.  This is unnatural for me.  I don't call people out and openly accuse them of crimes against humanity in front of others.  Well, unless it's like the drunken schmuck that sat behind us at a comedy show this past weekend and proceeded to slur loudly over the act.  I took care of his dumb stupid face.  However, my natural MO is not to willingly create hostile environments, but that is exactly what is going to go down.  In my moments of doubt, however, I just have to remember all the facts I've gathered, remember that I'm right and remember to drop that mic when I walk out.  I mean, come on.  If this is the way it has to be, I want a good story out of it that I can relay to the interested parties!  Someone has to scream: "You'll never eat lunch in this town again!!"  

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