Why insults make society livable

I thought a bit on why I personally ridicule people relentlessly, those I'm close to and otherwise. Then I thought I should write about it, but then I was craving some music, so I'm listening to that as well. I get sidetracked easily when I think, and moreso when I write, because I tend to get carried away with my nonsensical thoughts. Like now, I'm explaining my ridiculous thought and writing process because I thought it would be an educational look into the mind of a genius. Success!

Now, back to why I love tearing people new ones. Well, why I do just that is obvious. I like making people feel bad about themselves. It makes me feel superior for that brief moment, like I'm wittier (I am), smarter (I am), and maybe even better looking (I am). But why I do it, and the beneficial side-effects of it are completely unrelated. Much as I'd love to say so, I do it for my own enjoyment, not to better someone else or society as a whole. I'm a selfish bastard.

I was thinking about what life would be like if I didn't constantly have friends and family telling me I'm a piece of shit (I'm not). It would be insanely more dull, and I'd have an awful lot less material to roll with when I do choose to fight back. In addition to that, I'd think that I'd have much less character and charisma than I do now (I have a lot). Ironically, insults and hurtful words have actually made me a much stronger individual. A lot of those have made me who I am today, a brilliant and perfect specimen of a man.

Now I bring this to my perspective of being the one to dish out the pain. I'm doing society as a whole more good than harm. Aside from the small child on xbox live I convinced to commit suicide (I sent flowers, don't panic!), I think I've made a positive impact on most people's lives. I wish I could honestly say that this is my motivation for bringing people down, but it's not. So I'm going to lie and say that it is, and thus making myself feel better about being a terrible human being.

I think this goes back a bit to another note I wrote, about having all the good from life, but none of the bad, and applying it on a smaller scale. Insults are meant to harm, but if you take them in stride and with a grain of salt, you may do the unexpected and build a bit of character. I know that's quite contrary to communist and fascist regimes, but thankfully China hasn't decided to drop all their aborted babies on us yet (we'd drown).

Who knows? You assholes might even do the unthinkable and take a joke!