Jerry’s Annotation Marginalia — Entry II (Revised): The Logic of Lunatics
You ever notice how the people who talk about peace are usually the ones who start the arguments? They’ll quote serenity while holding a Molotov cocktail labeled “constructive feedback.”
They love rules, until one applies to them. Then suddenly it’s “toxic management,” “bad vibes,” or “I’m just being silenced.”
No, sweetheart. You’re just being fact-checked by reality.
They say they want transparency— but what they really mean is “tell me only what makes me look good.” They say they value communication— but what they really mean is “agree with me faster.”
I don’t hate them. I just think they were built with Wi-Fi instead of souls. Always buffering, never downloading wisdom.
Here’s the fun part: They call people like me cynical for noticing. But really, I’m the optimist— because I still think they might eventually trip on the truth.
Until then, I’ll sit back, sip my coffee, and watch civilization’s group project hit “reply all.” Maybe I’ll clap when it crashes. Maybe I’ll take notes. Either way, I’ll enjoy the show.
Because in a world this absurd, you don’t need madness to survive— you just need good timing and a front-row seat.
Filed and stamped by Jerry “The Ankle Biter” Silverhand Tribunal Chair & Frontline Negotiator, Dept. of Petty Affairs
Doctrine: Don’t bark — bill.
Motto: I don’t flex, I calculate.