You fucking assholes. It's not that New York also has traffic jams. It is that Bangalore has traffic jams where there shouldn't be any jams. There is something called lane discipline - one of the facets of modern times. But I don't blame you for not knowing that. You are still to come out of the anarchy of middle ages and labourously take a glimpse of modern times. New York has traffic jams!!! Forsooth!! Driving the best cars is not a measure of progress. Assholes!!! Tell me. What are the construction lorrys doing in the morning hours when people are going to work? What the fuck is the matter with these dumbfucks who take driving lessons on the weekdays at 8am? I don't want to fucking see any 'Motor Driving School' cars in the morning hours. Or in the evening time. And why the hell are there trucks plying on the streets with specific purpose of mobile advertising reading stuff like 'my shop is now in Marthahalli' where there is already enough and more traffic? Ban Mobile Advertising in this city. Scumbags. I am afraid that I might go insane with frustration, helplessness and rage.
Man, I see in fight club the strongest and smartest men who've ever
lived. I see all this potential, and I see squandering. God damn it, an
entire generation pumping gas, waiting tables; slaves with white
collars. Advertising has us chasing cars and clothes, working jobs we
hate so we can buy shit we don't need. We're the middle children of
history, man. No purpose or place. We have no Great War. No Great
Depression. Our Great War's a spiritual war... our Great Depression is
our lives. We've all been raised on television to believe that one day
we'd all be millionaires, and movie gods, and rock stars. But we won't.
And we're slowly learning that fact. And we're very, very pissed off.
- Tyler Durden, Fight Club.
I don't have to tell you things are bad. Everybody knows things are bad. It's a depression. Everybody's out of work or scared of losing their job. The dollar buys a nickel's work, banks are going bust, shopkeepers keep a gun under the counter. Punks are running wild in the street and there's nobody anywhere who seems to know what to do, and there's no end to it. We know the air is unfit to breathe and our food is unfit to eat, and we sit watching our TV's while some local newscaster tells us that today we had fifteen homicides and sixty-three violent crimes, as if that's the way it's supposed to be. We know things are bad - worse than bad. They're crazy. It's like everything everywhere is going crazy, so we don't go out anymore. We sit in the house, and slowly the world we are living in is getting smaller, and all we say is, 'Please, at least leave us alone in our living rooms. Let me have my toaster and my TV and my steel-belted radials and I won't say anything. Just leave us alone.' Well, I'm not gonna leave you alone. I want you to get mad! I don't want you to protest. I don't want you to riot - I don't want you to write to your congressman because I wouldn't know what to tell you to write. I don't know what to do about the depression and the inflation and the Russians and the crime in the street. All I know is that first you've got to get mad.
[shouting] You've got to say, 'I'm a HUMAN BEING, Goddamnit! My life has VALUE!' So I want you to get up now. I want all of you to get up out of your chairs. I want you to get up right now and go to the window. Open it, and stick your head out, and yell, [shouting] 'I'M AS MAD AS HELL, AND I'M NOT GOING TO TAKE THIS ANYMORE!' I want you to get up right now, sit up, go to your windows, open them and stick your head out and yell - 'I'm as mad as hell and I'm not going to take this anymore!' Things have got to change. But first, you've gotta get mad!... You've got to say, 'I'm as mad as hell, and I'm not going to take this anymore!' Then we'll figure out what to do about the depression and the inflation and the oil crisis. But first get up out of your chairs, open the window, stick your head out, and yell, and say it:
[screaming at the top of his lungs] "I'M AS MAD AS HELL, AND I'M NOT GOING TO TAKE THIS ANYMORE!"
-Howard Beale, Network
