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I wish I had a time machine so that I could go back in time and terroristically murder the first person who ever came up with the concept of "hey, let me give you money to help you make this cool thing (and then later I'll cut you out and keep for myself the rights to the thing you made and all the money from the thing you made, and I'll also take the thing you made and turn into an utter fucking travesty of what it once was, because I am creatively bankrupt and can only make a living by shamelessly stealing the ideas of other people, without having the slightest clue how to properly maintain these things I steal)."
But then, I'd probably have to murder a whole hell of a lot of people, because I'm sure after I murdered that first person, it wouldn't be long before someone else came up with the same idea, forcing me to have to go back in time again and horrifically murder them, too. Because humanity, on the whole, sucks diseased, bloody, encrusted anus.
I'm totally okay with the concept of "hey, let me give you money to help you make this cool thing." It's just all that other stuff in the parentheses after that which makes me want to commit grotesque time travel murder.
But then, I'd probably have to murder a whole hell of a lot of people, because I'm sure after I murdered that first person, it wouldn't be long before someone else came up with the same idea, forcing me to have to go back in time again and horrifically murder them, too. Because humanity, on the whole, sucks diseased, bloody, encrusted anus.
I'm totally okay with the concept of "hey, let me give you money to help you make this cool thing." It's just all that other stuff in the parentheses after that which makes me want to commit grotesque time travel murder.
