I have referrer spam. Which is weird, because not a lot of people read this blog anyway.
Looking at my stats, I've seen that there are a couple of people (like 10 or so) finding my blog upon looking for misanthropy - and it's only just hit me that I've never really elaborated on that side of me. I've never really expressed my extreme distaste for anyone but a few people (probably for good reason - would YOU like anyone so damn picky?). Well, maybe that's the wrong thing to say, as in, not completely truthful. I don't hate everyone. It's that I hate a lot of people, and the people I do like, I either worship or simply tolerate. Why the misanthropy? It's simply just an outcome of continual social rejection - not that that's really anyone's fault, especially not at such a young age. But to satisfy the needs of those few who want me to be out and open about misanthropy, to express to you that yes, there is someone like you; I'd say that while intellectually I hold that my misanthropy is just a byproduct - toxic waste if you will - of not fitting in and being an outsider, emotionally I generally feel that my personality is not the problem, OTHER PEOPLE are the problem. Other people, the estnihil homunculus says, are unbelievably boring. Shockingly god damn boring. They talk about the weather, and about sports (you can play sport; how the fuck can you talk about it - "this guy he like moved his leg this way then he kicked powerfully and the ball went towards the keeper and he missed but another guy..."), and most of all, they gossip. They gossip constantly. Guys pretend they don't do it publicly, but they do. Everyone does, but a select group of social retards/autists. And there are never enough of these outsiders (interesting people) to form a cohesive group that isn't so damn boring, that bitches so damn much, uncaring as to who is hurt.
The emotional lump of my brain isn't finished yet. Not only are other people boring, they are also not very nice at all. The few that don't judge have been judged so much in their lifetime that they realise how sickening and evil it is. Evolutionarily speaking, it's a good way to rise to a higher social status, and fuck like chimpanzees and make good DNA yadda yadda, but when you actually feel the stares boring into your skin when you do or say something not socially allowed, you feel as if you're being slowly boiled alive for the amusement of everyone around you. Here is the set mould for you. Don't like it? Tough, stay away from everyone, or even better, become a dancing monkey for us. Haha look at that weird guy, he'll do anything. Anything for a bit of recognition as a human being.
Finally, to top off my list of (emotional) reasons why I am misanthropic, people do not like to learn. They aren't stupid, they just have an aversion to everything to do with learning. Guitar, fashion, sports history, how to apply make-up. These are socially acceptable things for you to learn. Everything else can be flushed down the proverbial toilet. If someone enjoys using their brain, isolate them. They are diseased! No one may learn what is not socially acceptable, no one may talk about what is not socially acceptable, no one may do what is not socially acceptable. The vast majority of humans believe they are somehow above animals. Yet the vast majority also behave entirely like animals. Reason for misanthropy #4: most people are hypocrites.
(But again, I probably would come to like people if I happened to fit into the social mould. I don't, hence why I am misanthropic. It's not anyone's fault. No one is to blame. But for those of you looking for something to ease the pain of feeling "I'm the only one!", here's a post just for you. Don't comment saying, "People aren't like that!", because I know I'm probably wrong about most of what I've said here, since my emotional brain hasn't yet caught up to my logical brain. Again, this should serve as a token of support for all those struggling with some degree of misanthropy.)