The Golden Rule on Steroids

I treat people the way they are going to treat me.

This the Golden Rule on Steroids. People may not understand it, so I will explain it.

I believe in being a nice guy. I think you should treat others the way you wish to be treated. This is the Golden Rule. It is the basis of all ethics. The problem with this approach is that no one else cares to play by this rule.

Other people attempt to solve this problem by following the Dickhead Rule. Basically, you do unto others before they do unto you. The result of this is that you lose a lot of friends, and everyone wants to fuck you over twice as hard. I don't see this as a winning strategy.

My approach is the middle path. I believe in the Golden Rule. I believe in it so much that I insist that everyone else live by it, too. It isn't enough to do the right thing in regards to others. Others need to do the right thing in regards to you or else suffer the consequences. This is the way it has to be.

I have had a lot of bad people in my life. They wouldn't be bad people except somewhere along the way I taught them that it was OK to take a massive shit on me. I don't recall ever doing the same things to them. In fact, I recall being quite generous and helpful to just about anyone who has known me. But shitheads confuse benevolence with weakness. This is why they take the opportunity to fuck you over. There are no consequences for doing this. Nice guys finish last. I call this asymmetrical morality. It is what happens when a narcissist and a codependent type meet.

I believe you should play nice, but I also believe you should turn mean as hell the moment someone steps all over you. This is very important. People are stupid. They don't understand reason. They do understand having their teeth hitting the concrete in a pool of blood. They understand getting cussed the fuck out. They understand getting a colossal ass beating. Or it may be as mild as ending the pleasantness. I find these methods to have an overwhelmingly instructional effect.

For a long time, I have gone back and forth on the nice/nasty debate, but I have resolved that one for all time. Nice people deserve respect, consideration, praise, and aid. Dickheads deserve the opposite. Treat good people well. Treat bad people like shit. At some point, the bad people get the message and clean up their act.

You must always insist that people follow the Golden Rule. If they don't follow this rule, your obligation to them is over with. If they fuck with you, fuck them back. Don't ever let someone else shit on you.

I have always followed the Golden Rule on Steroids even before I was able to articulate it. This is because it is the only rational way to be. The only difference now is that I have lowered my tolerance for dickheads to absolute zero where in the past I would put up with a ton of shit before deciding I had reached my limit. Now, the moment someone fucks up I act.

This leads to the issue of forgiveness. I don't do forgiveness. This is why people have always shit on me in the past. I forgave them. Fuck that. You are better off tossing these people in the garbage and forgetting about them. Forgiveness is simply your way of telling someone that they get another chance to shit on you. As for losing friends, there is no shortage of friends, and a dickhead is never your friend.

Now, critics will say this is being harsh. Don't people make mistakes? Absolutely. I didn't flip all over the woman who backed into my car. I didn't need to because the lady's husband was already making arrangements to fix my car. He was a decent guy, and there are no transgressions between the decent. But when someone intentionally fucks you over, this is not a decent person. This is a dickhead. Dickheads don't change. Dickheads are forever.

Dickheads are inconsiderate. They are vain, narcissistic, or what have you. They apologize only to put some shit behind them. They really don't give a fuck. People are merely a means to an end. You expect me to forgive these people?

Other people are dickheads temporarily because they lost their way. These are nice people who have gotten tired of getting fucked over, so they start being mean all the time as a defensive reaction. I have encountered these people, had an issue with them, and set them back on the right and true path. The funny thing is that these people seemed grateful for the lesson.

The reason this has become confused is because the Golden Rule--a concept existing in all religions including Satanism--has been bastardized and diminished by the Christian religion which elevated weakness to a virtue with the idea of turning the other cheek. The whole point of that strategy is to make people feel guilty, and it is this guilt mongering that persists to this day in new forms such as political correctness and what have you. I don't do guilt or victimhood. I don't go around feeling sorry for myself or hoping others will pity me or feel some sense of guilt or shame. This is why I can move on from shit that has happened to me in the past. I don't dwell on these things or even think about them. There are no past hurts with me. There are no grudges or any of that.

The actions of people are not so important so much as what they signify. Decent people habitually do the right things because this is who they are. No moral calculus enters the equation for them. It flows from their character. Similarly, dickheads often do good things but only as a purely tit-for-tat affair. To them, morality is a game of musical chairs to be played until the music stops. Then, they fuck you over.

Once I realize someone is a dickhead, I don't ever have to be nice to them again. I don't have to respect them. I don't have to like them. I don't have to care about them. I don't have to do one goddamn thing for them ever again. This is because they are pieces of shit. It is their fault not mine. Often, I have to continue dealing with these people because of other commitments. But my disgust with them never ends. They feel it constantly. They wither and die in my presence. In desperation, they change. They feel remorse and regret, but I don't care. It isn't my problem. It is their problem. And the strange thing is that they start being better people. It is their first taste of what is known as shame. This is quite distinct from guilt. Guilt comes from crimes against others. Shame comes from crimes against yourself. I am just the mirror.

I don't know what shame feels like. This is because I'm not a dickhead. I treat people the way I want them to treat me, and they are going to treat me the same way. I don't allow any other options.

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