The Notion of Having a Real Good Family

Enthusiastically, cunningly and without remorse, she threw her fiancé's gift to her in the water. She felt he had betrayed her, and that she couldn't forgive him without there being an enthusiasm about having another man seem to be much more suitable for her. Upon humiliating with that, she could probably feel that the old relationship was not totally regrettable.

“I wonder,” she asked herself, “why I suppose I am the woman to be had at the same time as hating that man for feeling that about himself! But somehow,” she continued pondering, it wasn't true that he could possibly have been anything but a fake with her! This was so since she didn't seem to fit in, in situations where he seemed at home and at ease with faking that his assets where of much better quality than hers had been!

As she kept thinking about it, she said to herself that “I have no lust for the type of fellow who will cheat on me, even though I feel very much like cheating myself!” Even so, somehow, she threw herself enthusiastically into the kind of contexts where it wasn't allowed to be a cheater, just because she wanted to seem to be much better than him at not cheating, and thus win the confidence from the next guy to cheat with!

“I feel that I myself have an imbecile in me, for being the moron who enthusiastically pretends to be a none-cheater, while all my friends are cheaters, and keep on humiliating me as though I were the moron who should be treated as though there were no competences in me to see to my own good as were it an asset for others as well as the closest among my friends and other acquaintances!”

Thereby, she stood now, at the embankment's deep-water stretch, having thrown her engagement ring into the water. “I will now, from here on, never again feel tha the would be the guy to marry! I will never again feel that he would be my husband had he tried for eternity to become it! I will thereby erase his memory for all but the sore attitude I'll have about him forever, from now on!”

As she stood there, she sensed someone walking up beside her. She turned around and saw her brother. She looked him in the eyes and said: “You shouldn't have come here! No matter why you followed me here, you must tell me why you think what I'm doing is any of your business!”

“I followed you here because I wanted to make certain that you felt like saying something aobut what the engagement seemed to lead up to!”

“I felt that it led up to nothing but the type of nonsense about marriage that there is to a guy with no predicaments of feeling that we should be a couple forever after!”

“Then how come you stand still and seem to be pondering on what went wrong between you?!”

“I'm not pondering on what went wrong! I'm pondering on why I've become this half-ass bitch who doesn't care to be responded to by anyone but those who are against me in the sense that they don't care for morals and standards that I had when I grew up!”

“Then I don't care to find you to be anything but a nuisance for the friend of mine you were engaged to!”

“Then stop telling me that I should be the one to listen to you! Because I don't have anything here but the man I will regret that I ever came close, even, to marrying!”

“But why do you pretend he is the guilty one! He is nothing but the same sort that you are! You and he both cheat on each other! Both of you hate each other for it! And thereby you and he shall be forever bound by taht your engagement was of mutual contentment about the other partner suffering from that!”

She turned towards him. “What do you mean by that I shall be seen as nearly, even, the same as that man! It's he, and it isn't I, who ruined the marriage plans by cheating so that I could feel so bad about him!”

“He felt just about the same about you, sis, and thereby I proclaim the two of you to be just about as alike as all that! Moreover I shall soon enough be into serious business with him as a partner! I will not let you feel that I have a bad partner for all of that! It's you who are the mediocre spouse who tells herself not to be into seeming, even, to be loyal, and now that I have him as a partner, I will harass you about it, until you seem loyal to him - and thereby me as well!”

“I will not permit that you and he enter that partnership! I will not allow the wtwo of you to pretend I haven't fatally had it in him to cheat so bad that he doesn't seem fit for even being a business partner!”

“Then what about you and that business partner you had in Mark, who was my partner in bed for about two weeks?! I mean he was also a cheater who didn't seem to realize it wasn't too good to have fairly many others, while pretending to be with only me!”

“I don't agree with that that is at all alike! It isn't me who was into a le3sbian relationship in the first place! It is into gay and lesbian to be into a multitude of partners and you know that! Besides, I'm not bedding my new one until we have an engagement ring each, and so that's final about those dirty hook-ups of yours!”

“My liaisons and so forth are not to be seen as that dirty! We feel connected to one another in ways that cultivates essentials of togetherness! We don't just run around and feel for each other that tehre is some dirty story to be had here and now!”

“Then why do you feel that my ex-fiancé is anything but a dirty bastard?! And then why do you seem to be into relationships with them as though they were buddies and not the kinds of partners one should really take seriously?!”

“It's because I and my partners usually feel that it's outside a relationship that it should be, that stuff about trying to be faithful and to simple-mindedly pretend that everyone is evil who tries to stop whatever phoney obligations and stuff one is into when one deals with the so-called marriage or, like you, that very phoney status of being into that marriage should be!”

“Then how come you don't chose few partners for the sake of committing yourselves to each other?! There must be enough partners out there for you to commit yourselves to, even without there also being commitments on the side!”

“No! Whatever partner I chose must be committed to me, well enough for me to feel that I can be certain about her or him without that meaning that we should be into that relations on the side are too bad to have!”

“Then why do you feel that I have not thrown my engagement ring over the dock for the sake of pretending as if something about the way the see it when we are into a relationship of so-called status of being faithful and stuff?! How come you keep on nagging me as though there wasn't any commitment to be real about things, so that neither would be unfaithful and neither would be disloyal - in any other sense, either!”

“I say to you that there's no commitment on his side that isn't into the weird notions of pretension that he was forced to be into for the sake of keeping you satisfied. But that's just because of your faking attitudes that he had to have that pretension!”

“Then I will from now one never again speak to you as my brother! It is not a family that it should be to speak to one's sister as though she didn't have any commitment on his side!”

“I will from here on, then, see you as my idiot sister who doesn't pertain to morals, nor standards about living that are real about relationships being loosely held and thereby smart at willingness to admit one's problems with each other!”

“I feel as though you have embarrassed this family that I grew up with so much that we don't have anything left to say to each other! From here on you shall not be my brother and I shall not again speak to you as though you were!”

With that she left him where he stood, and went home to their parents and began to cry to their mother about him. She asked her to forgive him just the same, but she couldn't. Thereby she asked him to move our, as soon as he came back. But he didn't. Instead, she moved to another town and told everyone there that her brother was a man to ruin every family relationship that he got to have anything to do with.

“Forever after I shall be with me and my own family of friends! I have no family that are of that biological context that my mother has it is so trustworthy!” she though for herself, two years later, and committed suicide.

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Catastrophy of a Cunning Attitude

“No, I can't feel I'm bad for them! But still they try to make me seem as though I insult their beings so much. It's not until now that I finally found out they're into seeing me as what they're relatives are! It is they who have relatives in those disgusting old hags who really are so repulsive that only they, who are their relatives, can endure thoughts of liking 'em!

“It is they, not I,” he continued, “who have it in them to fake that it's moral that isn't worthwhile about the appearance and so! It's just that the younger of the relatives oftentimes are pretty and thereby very smart at pretending it's I who am the nuisance that also they will be when they become old hags!”

His sister looked at him. “But then you can actually pretend as if they would never feel that they'd have to be beautiful just in order to even things out, about that their old relatives are so disgusting?”

“I can't believe they are anything but the same as they were! Those disgusting old fellows and hags, who really disgust people all around them - and then they have these mean descendants who pretend intensively that it's everyone else who disgusts people!”

“So you admit that it's not only the females that become disgusting with old age? Okay! But then I shall see to it that one cannot view them as possibly, even, anything but so evil that we shall not be humiliated by them again!”

“I've already tried that! But somehow people seem to view them as innocents, until they are made vulnerable by them, enough so that they aren't capable of tormenting them with how obvious it is! Please, sis, the notion of them as totally evil came as a real shock for me, as does it for everyone else who deals with their young as though they were not evil!”

“But how can we tell them apart?! I mean most old people could now and then look disgusting form me! I presume that you also can feel that way!?”

He sighed. “Yeah! I guess I can! But then again they don't seem as disgusting as all that! I don't know how to put this: They aren't as bad as those old parents or grandparents of the meanies that I have suffered from being acquainted with!”

“Okay! But then almost all the old people could be judged as just the same apart from that some are worse and some less bad, it seems! Because, I can tell that they are going to blackmail the hell out of our relatives if we campaign against their obnoxious defence for their disgusting elders!”

He sighed again. “I know. But they will thrive unless I do something about them!” he proclaimed. “Thereby, I will from now on not see them as my friends and/or would be lovers even if they try to be friendly - or lovely, that is - with me!”

“I doubt it they could ever revenge that from you! Because you are the one to be able to actually present them as being as evil as they really are, I think! We shall from now on, thereby, pretend as if something about that they are evil and we are good!”

“Okay! Then I shall present my assumptions about a stud that was there as my employer earlier this year! I can say that it's he and not the others of them that would be susceptible for the notion of himself as the stud to be harassed by them, instead of that I or others of our people be that!”

“I see! But what's your point - or what will be your strategy, that is - against him!?”

“Oh! We both have a second cousin who seems a lot like that guy! She is perfectly normal to speak to, but very arrogant against those who cannot feel they are superior to her! This will make him seem like the stud to harass, and thereby we will have that it's not us and our people they pester! Presumably at least, they will thereby pester him to the extent that they really kill his soul! And thereby, I shall see to it that I can proclaim them to be as evil as they are!”

She looked thoughtful. “Wow! Then perhaps we could also blame him for the incompetence of finding oneself to be of virtue for anything else but to prejudging those inferior as supposedly wicked and thereby supposedly very punishable!”

“Yes! I think we will manage to do that as well!”

The pestering against the two siblings who had spoken did go away, after they started to blackmail that former employee of the brother. Thereby, they also found themselves to be inaccurately pointed to as evil in the sense that they thought they were the only ones who had the problem of how disgusting and evil some seem to be. Because that had been the reputation they earned by complaining about their own situations about such things.

The blackmail continued for several weeks, before they were run into by someone who pointed at them as the so-called superiors of everyone by the means of trying to insult everybody who couldn't handle their look-alike of that former employee. But they responded by simply blackmailing that fellow as well, because, there too, they found a relative who reminded people of him. This look-alike was obnoxiously happy with complaining about people who were obnoxious about presenting actual problems that they had. He was seemingly supreme in that his obnoxious attitudes kept on winning ground against those who really had something to complain about.

From that point, their two look-alike blamers benefitted them into having a smart position against almost all potential enemies, they noted. Thereby, they felt very proud of having had their relatives seem superb compared to their out-of-family look-alikes, respectively. Thereby, the two siblings were superb on the markets of selling their goods, and they became notorious for having all they sold seem better than their competitors merchandise. This they did by having the competitors seem inferior at handling people who were troubled, by slyly making their two look-alike blamers present them as and/or provoke them into being evil about the kinds of problems those two were blaming their look alikes for their attitudes about.

But, this became a bubble that would burst. It happened when, several years later, one of their look-alike blamers was killed by a few people she had provoked. Since she was killed while pretending to be that former employee of her relative, this stopped him and her other relatives from going to the police, because they were quite afraid of being discovered. Thereby they avenged the murder by murdering three people whom they found to be involved with killing their look-alike blamer.

However, eventually, the vengeance was avenged from the other direction, which they in turn avenged back, too. There was thus a gangster war on, of sorts. Eventually, the two siblings and very many of their relatives had died from it. Then, finally, the police discovered it all, but the story was silenced in the press, as are very many others that are too embarrassing or those involved. Because, we have in our justice system a possibility for those accused as well as for the defendants to keep their trials and so on secret.

The murders and so that never are reported about are many. Even the thus darkened murders that have something to do with such look-alike blamers are not very few. It is only that they almost always are very embarrassing for the ones involved!