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There is always some madness in love But there is also always some reason in madness

~Friedrich Nietzsche

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Cold Fish

Alpha

There’s ain modern culture, that of the psychopath I blame writers Hollywood scriptwriters, novelists They’re lethargic Want a villain? Make him a psychopathic serial killer!

No motive No history, really Just a means to an end for your lazy plot

The truth, on the contrary, is typically and usually not as entertaining

Let’s take statistics, shall we? One-percent of the population are high-functioning psychopaths This is a fact They’re not serial killers chasing you with a giant kitchen knife, covered in blood, laughing hbors, your family, your doctors and your lawyers They’re the people in authority; the people who you trust

And you need them

You need theh decisions You need them to be a cold fish Wars are not ith edoms were not built with your indecisive sympathies Compassion does not prosper

I take a long drag froh out a plume of smoke I watch the tendrils waft upward, out and over the carnage, as I roll the white filter betweenthe dark cri the cement

I loathe stereotypes So the irony that I’ve noered myself to the stereotypical psychopath, for me, is deplorable I spit on filth like Wells and Mason—men who have no impulse control I’m above them in every way, and yet here I a a very impulsive act

“Clean thistaken Alex’s spot, he hops to, anxious to prove his worth For now, he’s a good little hench used to be

An internal ache pangs somewhere beneath my breastbone, the loss of Alex still fresh It was a necessary sacrifice, but still, I don’t savor the ultiood, dedicated men Men ill serve without question Who will devote their very lives to the job

In truth, Alex didn’t have to die I could’ve salvaged him Could’ve scolded hiht less of me He was my favorite, after all Groomed and mentored by myself, and the men all looked up to him