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The “Kill Yourself” Squad (a.k.a. KYS Trolls Unleashed)

There are certain people in life who’ve taken it upon themselves, as their overriding goal in life, to do everything in their power to cause people they perceive as superior to themselves (as in jealousy) to suffer extreme depression, so much so as to commit suicide. “Think you’re better than me, eh? Well, I’ll kill you by your own hand (or at least drive you to debilitating mental illness)…then see who’s better.”

Jealousy is a particularly nasty root of evil.

These “suicide makers” obsess over targeted “goody two-shoes” types to figure out just how deep they must go to cause profound grief in someone with a conscience. They find these endeavors and successes a whole lot of fun, a way to feel “high.” They probably tingle all over when they feel they’ve hit pay dirt, such as seeing tears well up in someone’s eyes. A target’s hysterical sobbing may even elicit sexual arousal, even climax. They probably moan in ecstasy and do a happy dance for quite some time when one of their targets actually commits suicide.

These people are sadists of the mind and emotions.

They would murder those they envy if not for the potential of going to prison or being killed by the state. They’re too smart for that.

A target’s death by suicide isn’t their primary goal, it’s just the ultimate in satisfaction. The rest of it in its entirety is a close second in gratification and with the extra benefit of being done over and over and over, against new and old targets. There’s the thrill of someone new, yet re-traumatizing an old target is thrilling too.

When not engaged in such gleeful hijinks, the mental sadist is quite miserable and bored, overflowing with venom and restless as all hell. If he/she has internet access (which they all of course manage to do), it’s easy to pop online and hunt down and find people to torture. We see it all the time. These are the unfunny “trolls” (as opposed to the funny or entertaining ones). They’re not the other nasty variety trying only to piss people off and get attention, but are instead intent on deeply upsetting obviously sensitive people.

Possible inner thought: “I don’t have any emotions except for hatred, so I’ll expertly torture those who feel other emotions.” That doesn’t make sense? Well, these people don’t think they need to make sense, to you. Again, jealousy comes to mind.

Why are they like this?

Unloved by those who should have loved them. Rejected by those who should have proudly held them. Abused and even tortured when innocent and helpless, even by those who should have cared for and protected them. Usually…probably.

Jealousy plays a big role there too, of course, as in siblings who got treated better, both real and imagined, and other kids whose parents properly loved and protected them. Happy families can appear to them as either totally phony or absurdly virtuous.

Then there are the rare individuals who had none of the above childhood traumas, only the opposite, and still became evil. Then there are the other unusual people who suffered terribly in childhood, even at the hands of those who should have protected them, who become pretty much the opposite of their abusers. With great strength they can transcend it all and are able to forgive and thereby even heal their abusers, to have a loving and much healthier relationship after all. But back to the former type…

A typical example of “kill yourself please and make me high”:

Someone whose beloved brother had died by drug overdose in front of him was told scathingly in some public comment section, by someone who knew and hated the good, successful man: “You could have saved your brother if only you’d have acted faster instead of pacing around wailing like an idiot. Everyone knows you delayed calling for help because you knew your brother was better than you. You purposely let him die.” Let that sink in, and realize the depth of the hatred, the horrid intent.

Vegans and animal activists have this sort of written or spoken assault blasted at them time and time again, so much so that we become impervious to it. But that imperviousness is only personal…we still suffer extreme sadness for the animals and other innocent victims, and these suicide makers know that, and continually get thrills by sticking that “knife” in again and again and again, never ending.

One thing they apparently haven’t realized though…

Surviving our extreme sadness only makes us stronger, our having become “hardened” to the emotion, able to turn it off and be pretty happy in life much of the time, compartmentalizing these parts of ourselves and holding them together with as little as a modicum of valid self-respect or self-love, in order to not fall to pieces. Our falling apart would be a great source of pride and joy for the “kill yourself” squad, naturally. But we’re armored against falling apart, despite unbelievable grief and worry for the innocent victims of this world. Our own non-participation in the absolute worst habits of “humanity” brings a sense of personal peace that cannot be broken by people who’ve made being poisonous and causing ever more grief in others their purpose in life. Let your inner peace be your suit of armor.

Basically good people: You know who you are and what the truth is…from the terrible and ugly to the wonderful and beautiful in you. You’ve no need to let some sick person invade you as these people so desire, to disturb your life and your personal growth and cause great harm. Don’t let them in, ever. Let them implode. Let them self-poison, even more than they already have. Many of them are unforgivable.

Let them self-exterminate.

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10 Videos on Why They’re STILL Vegan and Probably Will Be Forever

Like I always thought, the more some beneficial change becomes trendy (rebellious and “everybody’s doing it”), the more trend slaves hop onboard, and then when they flake out (as trend slaves usually do), look out, they go on the attack against what they failed at and spread all sorts of destructive misinformation, as in the “I’m no longer vegan” nonsense so popular today. Some are outright liars from the start, never were vegan, planned from the beginning to come out scathingly against veganism after a while, all in the interest of the industries.

Human corruption on parade, so commonplace these days. Ho hum.

So, in response to all that, and in random order, below are 10 smart, healthy, loyal vegans who prove the lie of the anti-vegan ex-“vegan” trend of late, about 1-1/4 hours of video in total.

I’m with them all on this issue alone, having no idea how they are politically or on other issues and may disagree with them strongly on some things; but on this, “why stay vegan,” I’m with them 100%.

So take your pick or watch them all, they’re all pretty great.

My favorite? All of ’em…

 

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An Honest Conversation with an Ex-Vegan (for a change)

Hey Wendy, it’s been a while; want to go to lunch with me today?

Okay Delia, let’s go to Vinnie’s for pizza.

Wait, I thought you were vegan, they don’t have anything vegan at Vinnie’s.

Oh I quit that last month, I just didn’t have what it takes to stick with it, too much pressure from everyone to “get back to normal.” I was always the odd one out, not eating this, rejecting that, being rude to cooks; always felt weird and like everyone was thinking things about me. I went to a crystal party in April and they had all this fancy snack food set out and all I could eat was some chips and salsa and some drinks. Everyone else was free to eat whatever. I felt so…odd.

But I thought you were vegan not only for your health but because you love animals. Was that not true?

Yes I love animals, but some are just brought into the world as food or whatever people want to use them for; it’s just the way things are. My not eating or using them won’t stop it. Most everyone else is still doing it.

What, are you going to start wearing fur too? Are all those ethics just out the window?

NO, of course I won’t wear fur, or eat veal; I do at least draw a line somewhere, whenever it doesn’t interrupt my comfort anyways. It’s just that as a vegan, the treatment I got from normal people made me always feel like this little boy back in second grade who had all the kids gang up on him and blamed him for something he didn’t do…I’ll never forget his face. I know it sounds weak, but that’s how people made me feel for being vegan.

But you always told me that by your not eating animals you were part of the solution, not the problem, that it was for your soul, for your karma that you were doing it, just as much as for the animals. You said that the more vegans there were, the closer they were to being a majority and making the world a far better place. And, I’ve actually gotten to where I’m mostly vegan now because of things I learned from you, and now you’ve done a 180 and you’re actually back to doing what you said was so horrible?

I know. I don’t know if I was lying more back then, to everyone else, or if I’m lying more now, to myself; but whatever the case, it’s just easier for me to go along and get along, to no longer be the vegan freak that everyone thinks they either have to walk on eggshells around or who they feel free to openly ridicule. I can’t hang out only at vegan potlucks for the rest of my life. I just didn’t have the backbone to rise above all that social pressure and awkwardness, so I gave up on my morals to fit back in with the majority. It’s a huge relief in a way, but also a huge disappointment in myself. And, there’s a big load of guilt about the animals, which I try to cover up by saying I had terrible health problems as a vegan so that I was forced to go back to meat, eggs and dairy, to save my life.

But you were so healthy for all those years, what was it, seven? I never noticed you having any sort of health problems, except for that one time when you were out with the flu. And I’m feeling so much better now after a couple of months of being nearly vegan. So what’s up with the health problems?

Eight years. I didn’t really have any problems, I felt great too; but I listened to all the people telling vegans how they were looking terrible, missing out on all these nutrients, going to lose their teeth, go blind, lose their hair, have their brains dissolve, go insane, get cancer, diabetes, all that. It all stressed me out enough that I started imagining that every little thing was from lack of animal foods. Like once I had a fingernail break off and I panicked, even though I used to have nails break off before I ever quit eating animals. And I’d forget the name of someone I’d just met and thought, uh oh, there goes my brain. Or when I had bad PMS…those sort of things. I kind of half knew I was full of crap, same as now, but I just can’t face being the odd one out again. Not yet anyways. Life’s just easier now. As long as I don’t let my conscience butt in and fill me with shame.

Well I’m fine with being the odd one out, knowing what I know now; am only struggling with giving up the little bit of cheese I might still eat. Everything else I eat is vegan and I’m loving it. If I could just find a vegan cheese that I like, and it wasn’t too expensive. They’re either gross or if good they cost an arm and a leg! It’s just so strange that I used to be questioning you about all this and now here we are just about totally reversed!

Well now you’ve gone and made me feel guilty, but I needed that. In the back of my mind I’m always troubled by what I’m doing now. My way of blocking that out is to bask in the company of other ex-vegans on the internet and hear their tales of malnutrition horror. Which, if their truth is anything like mine, means they’re a bunch of liars. But then I wonder, how could they ALL be lying. Then I realize that I’m totally capable of the same if I wanted to go all out like they do. It’s all just so… unseemly. I do think about coming back to vegan, but then the huge disappointment and ridicule and dire warnings that’ll be dumped on me are just too much to bear. Wish I was a stronger person. I miss my old self.

She’s still in there, Wendy, you just have to let her back in the driver’s seat. You can’t let other people drown out your conscience. Anyhow, why don’t we go to the Green Thumb for lunch later; one lunch without animal products won’t do you in, will it?

Haha, I guess I’ll survive until dinner after that poisonous, anti-nutrient filled, totally sucky, sugar loaded lunch suited only for…no one. It’ll be rough, but nowhere near as rough as the treatment I’ll get if friends and family find out about it.

Hah, I won’t tell anyone if you don’t. I’d say some falafel, hummus and tabouleh wraps with a nice green salad and a fruit smoothie might not kill you. That sound good?

Yes, actually it does, Delia. Meet you at twelve in the lobby!

Credit: Vanessa Prosser on Tumblr (defunct account)

Well, was that fictional little discussion heavy-handed and trite enough for you? If so, glad it met your expectations, hah. I just wanted to deal in my corny way with what I truly think is the Number One reason behind all this “ex-vegan” nonsense going on these days. Aside from the Wendys of the world, the more flaky trendies who hop on this bandwagon on a whim, the more whiny loudmouthed quitters there will be joining these vegan-bashing forums full of misinformation.

Please don’t let yourself be influenced by such people going through a really lowdown phase in their lives. Always listen to your better self.

End of sermon. 😌

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