Schadenfreude (sp?)

First, a little background.

For the past two years I had a room-mate. He was constantly going on and on about how great his sense of humour is, and how intellectually superior he is. I’m glad he kept telling me, because otherwise I wouldn’t have known. We all know the type.

He couldn’t stand silence. If I was watching TV, reading a book, talking on the phone, taking a shit, he’d be talking to me. But not saying anything. We all know the type.

He’s a Republican. I could handle that if he were an intelligent one. But he’s Republican because his family is. No other reason. Same with guns (which I can’t stand). We all know the type.

He was an obsessive martial arts “buff,” his Master was trying to set up his own little Ninja Crime Syndicate.

He’s one of those people who can both know absolutely everything about absolutely everything, and still be wrong most of the time. We all know the type.

He was big into Strip clubs. Now he’s even living with his stripper girlfriend.
He’s a slob.
He’s lazy.
He’s an all around self-promoting, egocentric, ignorant putz-weenie-dork-fratboy-loser.
We all know the type.

Okay, enough background. I called him last night, because he owes me $170 for back bills. I don’t think he’ll be able to pay me.

But if he can’t that’s OK. Why?

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Yes, I’m going to burn in hell. I know this. No need to flame me for being a heartless bastard. I know I am, and I accept it–hell, I’m proud of it!
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I have wished pain and trouble for him for a long time. Little did I know…

The little shit’s got an inoperable brain tumor. When he told me, I had to cover the phone so I could laugh. It couldn’t have happened to a more deserving person.

I still want my fucking money, though.

(And before you tell me that he may be lying so he doesn’t have to pay me: a) I didn’t get a chance to bring up the $$$; b) he’s not intelligent enough to come up with a scam like that)

So I’m laughing my ass off at this poor sod’s misfortune.

I just had to share.

Thank you.

Umm, yeeeek.

I could see enjoying the smug satisfaction of schadenfreude if the guy had lost his job, his girlfriend, or his car, or if he had blown the first question on “Who Wants To Be A Millionaire?”, but to rejoice because he’s going to die in a truly unpleasant way is evil. What kind of person are you?

See? I’m evil. This is a part of who I am. I have no problem with it.

BTW: it isn’t known if he’s going to die.

And I didn’t rejoice. I wasn’t dancing around the apartment, I was just chuckling to myself for a few hours.

Also: he HAS lost his car. A few times. He keeps totalling every car he gets (but it’s never his fault). And his job. A few times (“Sorry boss, I was three hours late because I was trying to think of a reason for not coming in and time just flew by!”)

Call me an ol’ softie. But if JOSEPH FUCKING STALIN himself rang me up and told me he had an inoperable brain tumor, I’d tell him I felt sorry for him, and I’d wish him all the best in the hard times to come.

I dunno, maybe the fact that I saw my beloved aunt die at the age of 49 because of four fucking inoperable brain tumors has something to do with it.

Thanks for sharing, blessedwolf. Although I have no idea WHAT THE FUCK you’re blessed with. Whatever it is, it ain’t decensy, humanity, compassion, or intelligence.

I pity you. And believe me, that’s the strongest insult that I know.

Twit. I hope you won’t have to experience firsthand what I did. Although it would make you a better person, judging from this foul, rotten and completely insane post of yours.

Right. Off to move some threads again. Moderator hat on.

Coldfire, I have to agree with you.

I think I’m going to be sick. This is easily the most vile and offensive thing I’ve read in a long, long time.

Y’ Old Softie! :wink:

But seriously. I expected to get plenty of flak from my post.
I won’t apologise for my attitude toward this guy. I did understate my hatred for him. And I don’t wishdeath upon him, just suffering. If he happens to die, oh well.

Beleive it or not, Coldie, I’m sorry to hear about your aunt. I know firsthand the tragedy of losing a loved one.

But do you know what it’s like when you lose someone you loathe? It’s not that bad a feeling.

I could see if the guy was the leader of the Aryan Nations or enjoyed boiling puppies in his spare time, but cheering his impending death/suffering because he’s an annoying, sloppy, Republican gun-lover? That’s a little extreme, don’t you think? Oh, I forgot, he owes you some scratch, what, 170 bucks? Yeah, $170 = brain tumor, all right :rolleyes:.

I’m not going to flame you, but I would suggest that you try to reconsider your attitude, and think about what it says about your own personality. Life’s too short to waste it on hatred.

None of you have known any absolute assholes. I felt the exact same way when I learned my aunt had brain cancer. I can’t tell you how belittling she was to me since I am gay, pagan, and was forced to live with her for a year when she was a fundamentalist Christian. I was so happy when she died because she made me feel so completely worthless, powerless, and basically completely lacking in humanity. At the time I wasn’t even out of the closet or broom closet but it was still apparent and hurtful. Good for you Blessedwolf for being able to have strong emotions about this dip. I can only imagine that your experience with this ass were similar to mine at the time but in an adult setting.

HUGS!
Sqrl

Let’s see if I understand this.

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So you’re laughing your ass off in an indefferent kind of way. :rolleyes:

Thank you for showing us the true meaning of Christmas. Jerk.

Sorry, Sqrl, but that is patently untrue. I’m still suffering ill effects of some of the things I went through at the hands of an ex - but I couldn’t take blessedwolf’s attitude, no matter how much I hate him. I’m sorry, I just couldn’t.

Oh, sorry if I disturbed your time of year. Should I wait until after New Year’s to be glad that this person who drove me to the brink of insanity for almost two years is suffering? Just so Santa will come to my house. :rolleyes: rightbackatcha

Keep your holidays out of this. It’s a thread about hatred. Pure, unadulterated loathing (both for my ex-room-mate and, apparently for me as well). Sqrl had it right. The man made my life miserable.

I feel that Hatred is as valid an emotion as Love (and I feel both, thankyouverymuch). Once we deny **any ** of our emotions, we should deny all of them. Don’t try to make me feel like an asshole just because there’s one person who I wish pain upon (actually, there are two…but I’ve thankfully lost contact with the other). I can be an asshole for plenty of reasons. I just have absolutely no sympathy for those I hate. I have plenty for those I like and even more for those I love. Ask anyone who knows me IRL.

If you can’t accept this, fine. I have no problem being the object of scorn and hatred. Active malice is something completely different. It’s something I will have nothing do do with, on either end (and before you jump on me about that one, let me say that this is a case of passive malice. I didn’t give him this lovely cerebral X-mas present).

Like me, love me, loathe me or ignore me. Just remember that I’m completely in tune with my emotions, and I’m honest about them.

Well, give BlessedWolf his due - at least he’s not being insincere.

Oh and BW, in case this is some strange sort of retributive power you have, I don’t owe you any money do I?

In tune with your emotions? Yup, and so was Jeffrey Dahmer, I suppose. Don’t hold back, let it all out.

It’s obvious that you don’t know Trion that well either. Perhaps he, too, has a genuine reason to be pissed off by your attitude?

Let’s see…being glad that a complete shit has a brain tumor; raping, killing and eating young men.

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Okay, that’s a valid connection.

True. I don’t know Trion at all. I don’t claim to. He may (and quite possibly does) have a very good reason to be pissed off at my 'tude.
Now, I’m not saying that the attitude I have is universally the right one. If someone were to write what I just wrote about breast cancer, I’d probably jump all over them (my mother is a BC survivor). So I’m a hypocrite–in this matter.

I’ve said it at least three times already in this thread: I’m an asshole. I’m an evil bastard. And I know and accept this. It doesn’t mean that everyone who crosses me is mysteriously going to contract some disease which will make me jump for joy.

(and BTW: it’s not about the money. Even before I spoke to him, I didn’t expect to get it. He’s stiffed me before. That’s par for the course. That’s just the kind of person he is.)

I could spout off how illogical you’re being. How prickish, how self centered, how vile your opinion of justice seems to be…but others have already done a good job and, my WAG, will continue in that department.

So I’ll ask you this blessedwolf, what went through your mind when you decided that starting this thread would be a good idea?

blessedwolf, I don’t hate you, nor do I hate the ex I was referring to earlier. I don’t think you’re an all around asshole, I don’t think you’re evil incarnate, and I don’t think you’re the spawn of Satan (dark lord, not poster) either.

My comments were not about YOU, they were about the post/sentiment.

Just wanted to clarify.

Goodness, now he’s mad at me.

It looks like I hurt your feelings there blessedwolf, although I don’t know why. You claim to be an asshole and an evil bastard. So I called an evil bastard a jerk. Problem?

I wasn’t going to bring up my own cancer experiences (first mentioned here, but to pretend that they don’t influence my view would be dishonest.

You see, I know first hand what cancer is like. The chemo, the radiation, vomiting, tests and all that fun stuff. So guess what? I don’t exactly feel your pain. You lived with an annoying person for two years. Poor baby. At least I can kind of feel for SqrlCub. His aunt made him feel “completely worthless, powerless, and basically completely lacking in humanity”. You never said that this guy made you feel worthless. You never said he denegrated your religion or sexuality. He was just annoying and you’re glad he has cancer.

FWIW, I never said that anger and/or hatred weren’t valid emotions. But the fact that you can’t get past your own minor pains (which I assume are mostly over now that he’s moved out) and see the greater suffering… Well, let’s just say I’m not impressed.

No, not a problem. I’m not at all mad at you, nor are my feelings hurt. The “jerk” comment didn’t bother me. It was just the whole “spirit of christmas” thing that got my hackles up.

I sincerely hope that the treatments worked. Like I said, my mother is a BC survivor, so I know the kind of trials you went through.

  1. He was more than annoying. He tormented me and my cats, stole, lied, gave me no privacy or peace and generally turned my life into a living Hell. When I moved, the best thing that came of it (and there were many good things) was the knowledge that I would never again have to see him.

  2. I never said he has cancer. They don’t yet know if the tumor is malignant, but they don’t think it is. He has headaches. Terrible ones. For this, I am grateful.

If it turns out that he does have cancer, I’m not going to be jumping for joy. But I won’t send him flowers, either.

I see no mention of stealing in the OP unless you count the $170. Nor do I see a mention of animal torment. I know some people would suggest you’re changing the story in mid-stream but I really don’t think that’s the case. I just think you’re an evil bastard who isn’t communicating very well.

I stand corrected. And I remain unimpressed.

Fair enough. Different people have different standards.