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“The adverts, the buying, the unfulfilling bullshit, the stupid fucking twats who take mindless stupid fucking decisions every fucking day, the commute, the noise, the hassle, all the sitting down, all the nonsense and gibberish, and this fucking shit we do day in, day out. How the fuck did it come to this? Fuck it. I’ve just quit this stupid fucking job and am going to do something MEANINGFUL.”

What an email to receive! We’d cheer, stand on chairs, salute, and rejoice! You fucking go, you big red fire-engine!   Send us postcards! You have put meaning into our lives already! FULL-FUCKING-SPEED AHEAD!!

But sadly no one’s send us an email like this… yet. Might you be the first?

UPDATE – We just received this, which is, in many ways, an altogether better type of email to receive:

I’d fucking love to send you an email telling you that I’ve had it up to fucking here with my miserable daily existence,
but I can’t.

So since I can’t send you an email explaining my fucking epiphany, I thought I would send you one telling you this instead. Have a great fucking day.

How would you spread a message if someone shut down the internet right now?

You’d be fucked, right? So help blackout-proof the protests with some low-cost geek-boxes.

Technology and the unrestricted flow of information are absolutely fucking critical to the success of the wave of the renaissances going on in Africa and the Middle East. These are information revolutions.

But this doesn’t happen easily. Creating ad-hoc mobile phone networks and keeping cloaked internet relays active needs equipment. It’s low-cost to us ($20), but that’s 3 days wages in some of these countries.

These inspirational dudes are working their fucking souls out, risking their lives to overthrow dictators and build a better world. Show them you think it’s fucking brilliant.

Living your life doesn’t mean you have to turn into Keith fucking Richards. It doesn’t mean you have to go out and get twatted every week talking shite to every lonely fucker who will listen.

No, not just the fucking Africans again. Everyone. All of it. Let’s just stop dicking about and focus on what’s important which is, unless this isn’t clear yet, that WE HAVE SOME SERIOUS FUCKING RESOURCE SHORTAGE AND ENVIRONMENTAL CHANGE ISSUES AND A FUCKING HUUUUGE AND GROWING POPULATION.

Seriously, right now worrying about paying back some loans is like asking for change from the cabbie who drives you to Dignitas.

New rule: if you haven’t got an army bigger than ours, you’re not getting your cash back because we need it to fix the planet, k?

Making things so lean and efficient and amazing like Tescos do means that when something goes even just a little bit wrong, the whole fucking thing falls apart. Stop being such avaricious fucks and build a little play into things.

You’ll be dead sooner than you think, so stop doing things you don’t like and get out there and make yourself happy. It’s not fucking difficult, it’s just daunting. Seriously, buck up and get on out there and LIVE.

The next natural step would be just to stop fucking doing then. But… one step at a time. We wouldn’t want to let on that we’re super-fucking smart and have worked it all out.

Love someone’s brains out tonight. We love you, you wild monkeys!