Even More Brilliant Business Decisions

I posted earlier about my google review involving a loose toilet seat when I moved into my unit. it's now at the top of their profile on Google along with all the pictures of their sterile white units to convince people the units are cleaner than they are.

What do those geniuses do when they notice the review? They send me a request to fill out a survey about maintenance. According to them that's how they keep maintenance honest. it seems to me if you gave a damn you wouldn't be in this position. A bolt and nut kit is seriously like $3 or some shit at Home Depot, and you get like two of them even though all you needed was one. Was I supposed to cover damage I didn't cause a tenant? Fuck that and fuck everyone who thinks that way.

Well, being someone with treatment resistant clinical ptsd who has heard all his life how people are clever because I don't give a fuck about communicating with bullshit. I don't give a fuck about anyone's feelings, and nowadays don't have shit to lose anymore or look forward to. So now you won't be able to claim you're confused. I won't fucking let you. I'll give you enough damn rope to hang yourself and then provide the mountain worth of evidence you gave up the entire fucking time so you can't blame me for a fucking thing.

I will fucking say it again and keep fucking saying it. In 1989 Russell Means gave a statement to Congress about how the American system - left and right - were waging psychological warfare against natives. They would redefine what success looked for a native on purpose, used our status as dual citizens to limit our voting rights, and even though Child Protective Services could no longer force indian children into Catholic boarding schools in 1989 academics/europeans found different ways of convincing us we aren't human.

I don't get how people don't see it either. So many people, especially non-Americans, note my british accent. I've never left the USA. I've barely fucking left my state. "Kill the Indian, Save the Man" is a mantra that is far older than Means or the AIM movement. That sort of discrimination has driven hyper-vigilance to a fucking point that I'm always on the lookout for what could go wrong. Moreover, how I can protect myself if things do go wrong. Paranoid? Maybe. But I won't let you non-native assholes convince me to let my guard down so you can stick me in another mental hospital or deport me like you tried when i was a kid or give me a criminal record I've been able to avoid despite the environment I grew up in.

So I hope they keep sending shit because I'll use it to get closer to Level 6 as a Google Local Expert or whatever. My images have over 4 million views (only like 230 or something) and my reviews have like 18,000 reviews (only about 18 reviews or so).

Fucking come at me. I live out of anger and spite. Those are the only fucking reasons I have to live anymore. I'll never impress a damn person with my existence or skill set or anything. People aren't going to give a shit about my existence and don't regardless of what they claim. That won't ever change, especially anymore. But I can continue to be a loud angry ndn who refuses to go back to the rez I never grew up on, a country I'm not from, or quietly leave a society that was designed around our removal. Fuck you non-natives.

You give a fuck now after decades of terror and its aftermath?
Yeah, too fucking bad.
Too fucking late.

You had a chance to be fucking humans and it was too fucking hard for you.

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anonymous Funny February 19, 2026 at 12:35 am 0 0