Feel like a Rant

Personally, I don't like to rant/bitch/complain often. I have always thought that ~actions speak louder than words along with accuracy~ is most important. Every once in awhile, I don't mind to self-indulge in my personal rants. I hate pigs. I hate people who forget the basics. I hate people who have no common sense. I hate when a person refuses to be refused and won't accept the rape that it is. I hate that person's further lies to try to protect whatever sick entitlement they have. I hate people who are intentionally provoking of their own violent piggishness or stupidity. I hate people who are too arrogant and/or too vain. I hate crack heads. I hate crack heads who forget the crack heads that they are and when they can't see their paranoia, insecurities, bad judgment, and terrible threats and violence. I hate the nerve some crack heads have, the traps they get themselves stuck in, and the way they expect to be babied. It is tough to decide if I hate pigs more than I hate crack heads. I know pigs can be a crack head too. I think I definitely hate pigs more. While I have expressed my hate for pigs; I have never expressed my hate for crack heads until now. It has been long overdue. I don't know everyone who is a crack head and I mostly will never care to know who all of the crack heads are. Jon Stewart is one specific crack head I can hate on until the cows come home. I don't think he will ever understand the unfortunate man that he is because he is both a pig and a crack head. I don't want to know of any other crack head celebrity pigs or want to be involved with any because I know the ability to be rescued from such mad men are slim to none. I think the president and military have made such a terrible mistake of who's life should be put on the line, and that the bread winners will always be the most protected. Call me jealous; I don't care. I understand the unfairness that it is. I know actual professionals can't always be trusted either. There are too many lies out there where if a professional who had a heart of gold would try to resolve, they would never have the time. A lot of different factoids add up, and nobody likes to feel obsessed over even if someone were willing to help. (I guess some are more egocentric than others where they want that much attention). I just can't stand people who still have never understood their own levels and extents of being judgmental, hypocritical, loyal, and enslaving. While some are not guilty of all of the above, they can still be guilty of a few and have their own severities of guilt. Sometimes, I feel like I am the last person alive who has any sense of fairness or common sense. How could some people just not look themselves in the mirror and realize what their actions are? How could some people feel so deserving or have some of the expectations that they do? How could some people forget the fundamentals and basics? How could some people feel that they are rightful or right? Who are some people trying to kid with their sloppy and desperate judgment? Who are some people trying to kid that they deserve to be in control or have a large extent of control over someone?