I've got a buddy who's more of a misanthropic anthropoid than I am, which shouldn't be possible. He teaches Photoshop at a local tech school and he's a nervous frikkin' wreck because the students all seem to be the kind of autists who don't respect personal space. This is driving him totally nucking futs because he knows just how evil the women (and some of the men) of CY+7 actually are.
>"Gimme good grade!"
The reason I bring him up is he drunkenly told me his plan: make as much money as possible and disappear innawoods to some nice little cabin far away from the more disturbing things in his life (ie. human beings). He wants to escape the (((society)))
and just hide himself away. I can't blame him.
I hope he makes it, but I fear that, between those twat students and his Q-Anon worshipping mother, he's going to end up going full Gollum and just start running through the forests of BC until he finds a cave to live in.
If I was rich I'd drop $200,000 on him with the proviso that he never drunkenly calls me at 11:00 AM to complain about... I dunno, being harassed by bears or mountain lions or something. He's full blown alcoholic because of poor coping mechanisms thanks to his absolutely rancid parents. The bottle might just kill him before the bears get a crack at him.