Some days, I find myself plotting the overthrow of humankind. Other days, I consider all the good people and just know they outnumber the sub-human primal ooze that populate the places in which I interact with people who ostensibly provide a product or service.
Today is shaping up to be a plotting kind of day.
The concept of preemptive humanitarian euthanasia (also known as murder, as in “he needed killing”), wherein society is put out of its misery through the elimination of pond-scum masquerading as people, takes on an almost spiritual aura on plotting days.
There are days when I could write this very post, John. I think i’ll bookmark it to remind myself of your excellent idea: humanitarian euthanasia.