Fuck them all and keep right on to the end of the road ...

Just yesterday I've seen " The Social Network" - the movie about creator of faceobok: Mark Zuckerberg - or rather story how was born facebook. A terrible experience, this shit was long, boring and no sense. Story of all financial trials couldn't be interesting neigher for students of law. Why somebody made a movie like this? Where is the point? I can't think nothing else that it's just a celebration of typical hero of medium class that after creating one thing earns a lot of money - and ok, his own shit, everybody use facebook, I use facebook as well and spend there surely too much time, but the story showed in the movie is shitty. Honestly, I don't give a fuck about his legal problems after he launched the project. I don't give a fuck about the fact that he earned bilions of dollars thanks facebook. I just don't give a shit.
They can go and fuck with their vision of world where the model of man is a priest or a manager, and a positive hero is a guy like Bill Gates.

I can just comment all this with right quote from Welsh, too right...
"Society invents a spurious convoluted logic tae absorb and change people whae's behaviour is outside its mainstream. Suppose that ah ken aw the pros and cons, know that ah'm gaunnae huv a short life, am ay sound mind etcetera, etcetera, but still want tae use smack? They won't let ye dae it. They won't let ye dae it, beacuse its seen as a sign ay thir ain failure. The fact that ye jist simply choose tae reject whit they huv to offer. Choose us. Choose life. Choose mortgage payments; choose washing machines; choose cars; choose sitting oan a couch watching mind-numbing and spirit-crushing game shows, stuffing fuckin junk food intae yir mouth. Choose rotting away, pishing and shiteing yersel in a home, a total fuckin embarrassment tae the selfish, fucked-up brats ye've produced. Choose life.
Well, ah choose no tae choose life. If the cunts cannae handle that, it's thair fuckin problem. As Harry Lauder sais, ah jist intend tae keep right on to the end of the road ..."
(Trainspotting <1993>)