Rebellion

Who doesn't enjoy a good rebellion? We can kill thousands of our own people because we are just too darn stupid to know how to work anything out.

How does rebellion even start?

1. There is unhappy citizens in a class
2. The unhappy citizens get together and gossip
3. Someone has the brilliant idea of viloence
4. Everyone goes mad

Isn't fighting the only valid solution to fix a society? Of course! Who needs to make government changes when we can just kill the ruler and have some lunatic to declare themselves Emperor and drive the country into devastation? I applaud you, Napoleon, for being "brave" enough to try. Trying to reason the government is obviously pointless. They've never done ANYTHING to help. So kill first and ask questions later.

Being Kind

It's always such a pleasant surprise to just be minding your own business and the having some stranger come up to you and start picking on you. And for no reason at all. I really appreciate it. Who would want to live in a peaceful society when I can be bullied every day in the comfort of my own school.

I Want to be Cool Too!

Everyday people walk past me with their fancy smart phones and designer clothes while I'm just standing there in sweats because I can't afford the things that they have. But boy if I could. Doesn't everyone want to be able to dress super cool?

But wait, you can! For this one time offer, you may purchase a Utopian Society! What is included in this package you ask? Well we'll make sure to throw in equal salary distribution. This means that each family will all have the same amount of money to afford what everyone else can. With your approval, this all could be yours.

It's Called Perfect For a Reason

So today I was listening to this very intriguing debate. Just imagine two people who graduate at the top of their class. One from an upper class town and one from a lower class town. Which one do you think will go further?

Well first let's look at the main priorities. The kid from the upper class town is probably only worried about his grades and thinking about his future. On the other hand, the kid from the lower class town has other pressing issues within the lifestyle he is living in. He's probably thinking about his family, taking care of his siblings while his parents work, and studying extra hard because his school doesn't provide him with all of the necessary knowledge.

And then the kid from the lower class town doesn't even have enough money to afford to get into a top college like the kid from the upper class town does. So to answer the question that I posed earlier; the kid from the upper class town will most likely go further. Since he can afford to get into a better college, he is more likely to be hired for a better job.

Imagine giving that same opportunity to the kid from the lower class town. That's what a Utopian Society is for. Equality. Equal salary. Equal education. Equal opportunities.

It's called a perfect society for a reason.

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Equality for all??

I don't know about you, but I love working my butt off for 16 hours straight and barely even getting enough money to feed half of my family. And then there are those people who just sit around for most of the day with those of their liking and are still so freaking rich. But they have no idea what they are missing. Like getting your fingers cut in the machines, being blinded by dust, and working with the ever so lovely customers who always cuss you out. Who would want to live in a place where everyone is equal and where that doesn't exist.

Work Hours

Why come home in time for dinner and some quality time with your family when you can come home at midnight while everyone is asleep instead. Who cares if your daughter's dance recital is tonight? We all know that she'll miss all of her entrances. And tucking your son in at night? He'll get over it and learn not to trust you to get rid of the monsters.

So if you don't care that your family hates you and you're always overworked, then a Utopian Society is not for you. You can go to the dark gloominess of the imperfect world.