I thought that was your jacket.
No, because I DO care. Not caring would mean I don't care what happens to humans. I care about that a great deal, only not in a positive sense.
I can explain this rationally, if you're interested.
I’m interested.
Okay, a little backstory:
When I was a kid, I was misdiagnosed with ADHD, which was probably actually mild/moderate autism. I'm not a neurologist, so I can't tell you if that's strictly accurate, but I DO know that as an adult, a neurologist did tell me that I was never ADHD. Anyway, I didn't get along with too many people. In short, I was a bit of a monster, and by my teens, I was only really interested in fucking, getting fucked up, and fucking people up.
Then I went off and joined the army, saw the world, and realized that I was not a very good monster, when stacked up against the market as a whole. Then some other shit happened that I've talked about, then the whole 1991-1993 thing went down, and I realized that being a fairly small monster was good enough for my market share.
At some point, I left the military and got into some shady business involving a small airline and at about that time, I tripped across PD. Somewhere in late 2002. I was kind of gobsmacked, and I met some people that I thought were actually worth knowing. Meanwhile, shady business continued.
For some strange fucking reason, at about that time I felt a need to have people like me. I started trying - mostly unsuccessfully - to be a likeable person. This sorry state of affairs went up and down over the next 13 years or so. I identified with the left, the progressives, and the social justice crowd, because they were at least talking sense. By this point, I had more or less buried my monster under a pile of more or less manufactured human, and settled down to a more respectable, corporate sort of shady business.
Then 2015 happened. The entire thing, not just the Nigel business. The social justice crowd settled in for a couple of years of virtue-signalling itself out of any meaningful existence, the liberals had had enough of the progressives, and the progressives
really hated the liberals. All this time, the right licked its lips and smiled. As for me, I tried twice as hard to talk people around to some kind of common ground, and in the end I was labeled a racist, a Nazi of some kind, and a LIBERTARIAN.

It's really hard to overstate how much I hate all of you, really, with maybe a half-dozen exceptions (identifiable as "the ones I'm still speaking to in a pleasant tone of voice")...All but one of whom have one thing in common:
They aren't buying what you crusaders have to sell. The one that does buy in is LMNO, and the only reason I don't throw him in the llama pit like the rest of you culture heroes is that he's legit. He really believes, and isn't in this as a massive ego stroke.
Anyway, I'm looking around at all you've
accomplished. We have a giant used teabag as a president, there are concentration camps again, and Nazis are walking all over the place. Poor & middle class folks have less purchasing power and no security, and the rich cunts have all but 10% of the bananas, and they'll have half of that 10% by October of this year.
Nothing any of you have done has worked, unless by "worked" you mean "Impressed the trustafarian girls at Coachella." I don't know if it's because the ideas themselves are flawed, or because too many people are busy screeching how much THEY have accomplished, unlike those OTHER motherfuckers over THERE, but it all boils down to the same thing in the end:
You failed.
As for me, sometime around the beginning of 2016, I realized why I was so desperately unhappy. It wasn't just the tidal wave of absolutely useless pricks screaming at me that my ideology was unsound, or even the stark realization that a "friend" is a friend until it's time for you to go under the bus...it's that I am not by nature a good person, and I have spent way too many years of my life trying to be something I'm not. I have re-embraced my inner dirtbag, and I am happy for the first time in 16 years.
So here we are today. You're telling me that you've DOING things and ACCOMPLISHING things, and I'm just not seeing it; more to the point, I don't
care. Things are going to get a whole lot worse than they are now, very quickly, and I hope you and everyone like you gets caught in the gears and ground into hamburger.