There are some so-called sins we love too much to give up. So what? Does it really matter? Well, yeah, my clothes do fit a little bit tight, but I bet everyone else’s do too. Who doesn’t get angry once in a while? Why should I be bothered to work or support a family or myself if the government will take care of them? So what if I decide to help myself to what is not mine? They probably have too much already. All I am doing is admiring them for their good looks; besides, they like it. If it feels good, why shouldn’t I do it?
I feel the real problem is this notion that we can be better than we are. I feel it only frustrates us. If being good all of the time were possible, it wouldn’t be a problem, and we could all just wander around being good, but its not… so why try? Why make us wear all of this crap that tells me that I am not being good or that I can’t have what I want?
Sure there are examples of the extremes in every instance, but for the most part people are basically good. Well, yeah, it is kinda unfortunate for the individuals who are the victims of crime and brutality, but it doesn’t happen to everyone. Sure, I would not want bad things to happen to myself… or my family, but the chances are too difficult to worry about, and I don’t think it will really happen.
Well, yeah, it happens to those people who make bad decisions, and, well it happens to those people who are in the wrong place at the wrong time, but for the most part, I agree, we would not want to make a mistake and put an innocent person in jail. No..no there is no way that we can tell that a bad person is going to hurt someone else, at least I don’t think there is. Bad things happen to good people; that is just the way this world is.
No. I am not interested in knowing when I am fooling myself… or if I am getting angry… I already know that. No. I don’t think anyone else should know when I am lying to them or that I might be a danger. What’s the point of lying. If I can get away with something then there’s no profit in it. Yeah, it’s only a problem when I get caught. Yeah…if there weren’t so many cameras everywhere and so many sensors on everything……..
Well, yeah, I mean, no, I don’t think someone else should pay for me to take something that doesn’t belong to me. But being good is too hard. Not eating more than I need to is a pain. Telling the truth is not a problem unless I need to spin the story about something, then the pendant would spoil it. I don’t want to worry about my value. If I want something, I want it, and I want it right now. It doesn’t make any difference that I don’t deserve it, because I do. Everyone else has it, so should I.
What do you mean unless there isn’t enough to go around? Just make more. What do you mean? Who’s going to make it? The people that make the stuff will… the farmers… the car mechanics… you know, the people who make the stuff. I guess I don’t understand. Why can’t you find people who want to work? Well… no… ah… I..ah..ah.. I don’t have the skill. Besides I don’t want to have to work.