Angry Sascha is angry.

I normally try my best to understand my fellow human beings, but there is one thing that is simply beyond comprehension: why, oh WHY are so many people so … tasteless about committing suicide? Slitting your wrists in a green-tiled bathroom? Jumping off a bridge and leaving a mess on a freeway? Blowing your head off with your father’s cheap hunting rifle? If you are set about killing yourself, why not be a bit more careful with the details, why not show more taste? I simply don’t get it.

Worst of all, why do people listen to sad, depressing music when committing suicide? I mean, if you are seriously considering ending your life, you don’t really need any further encouragement or hear what a sad, sad world “it” is. You already know. But still, countless teenagers and midlife crisis wrecked managers harken the voices of Trent “Kill Me” Reznor and Billie “Blue Monday” Holliday when leaving it all behind.

I say: bad taste in suicide has to stop. After all, this will be the last conscious act you’ll commit (vomiting on a mid-17th century Persian rug doesn’t really count), so get there with style. Or leave an impression that will last, for the lack of a better word, a lifetime.

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Apparently, some people are dumb. Who could be stupid enough to post smiling photos of herself on Facebook when receiving benefits for clinical depression? Isn’t it clear that depressives are never allowed to have a good time? Seriously: You’re claiming disability benefits and still dare to smile? What the bloody hells is wrong with you?

And then, you upload said pictures to social networks and get all riled up (and depressed) when the fine folk of Social Services happen to stumble upon them. In the words of the immortal Ed Wood: Stupid! Stupid! Stupid!

Oh well. Who has the right to blame dudes with depressions anyway? It’s serious stuff and costs the economy shitloads of money each year, not to mention the loss of lives associated with this mental illness. A mental illness that apparently more and more people are suffering from, to the joy of Pfizer and Novartis et al.

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You’re seriously ill, huh? Makes sense, then, that you refuse medical treatment and rather go the homeopathy route. Hells, why even see a physician to begin with? They’re only the cartel’s bitches, anyway.

I mean – how can anybody trust the meds industry and their pawns, aka “doctors”? After all, if everybody were healthy, they wouldn’t be able to make money, no? So naturally they try to make everybody as sick as possible so they can buy expensive German automobiles and a house or two.

House, yes. Ever wondered why the production values of House, M.D. are this high? Naturally it’s meant as televised propaganda so people trust their doctors more. All in the guise of a misanthrope with a drug habit. Them sneaky bastards! Tricking people into believing the medical lie by making the protagonist a cynical wanker!

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