Bugger them. I doubt that many of them can read to the same degree as us can (or I can). How many of them have actually read Dante, Cervantes, Orwell or Dickens? I have read Dante, Cervantes and Orwell, and I read "A Christmas Carol" and "Oliver Twist" when I was young. They could barely spell English, let alone read it (think l33tspeek, a more horrific mangling of the English language than Newspeak from "1984").
Not only that, how many have actually got degrees, or are working for them? Not very many.
They also wouldn't care to think about life and it's implications. These sort of people would probably think they're invincible, that venereal disease or car crashes due to excessive speed and/or alcohol doesn't apply to them. Then they act all shocked when their dong falls off, or they end up decorating the road with their bodily fluids and their organs (hint: intestines belong inside the body) in a manner that would make Jackson Pollock proud.
To those who say we don't have a life, I say, futue te ipsum.
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