This is from real life.
I worked at this place where there was this really nasty bitter woman. She used to say that they should send people with AIDS to fight the war in the middle East - meaning, kill two birds with one stone.
She screamed and bitched at people.
She targetted one woman in particular (though she was mean to a lot of others) and was very irrational.
Her friends all said, "She's been through a lot." (She was German and had been a youngster during WWII over there.) "Cut her slack."
So because SHE had been a child in a horrific war torn environment, her friends felt she could have a free pass to be just as nasty a bitch as she could be for the rest of her life. This was easy for them to say because she was kind to them, as they were friends.
So decades later, while she sat in a heated office wearing expensive Geiger originals, nice shoes, drove to a nice apartment in a heated car, and had all the food (and alcohol!) she wanted, got to visit a happy and established adult child, her spouse and this woman's grandchildren so she had love, laughter and family, and had those things for YEARS, she was, one assumes, both excused and justified in slamming people. Gays, foreigners, coworkers she didn't like, you name it.
It's ok, because look at what she went through.
And for decades since, the freedoms, food, booze, clothing, jobs, loving family-well, that wasn't enough to keep her from being a toxic person with whom to work and deal. Oh no.
And it's ok, too! Because, hey, a traumatic period of time excuses everything and it can never ever be ok.
And it gives her, like 007, a license to kill-- kill joy and civility, in her case.
No, actually, I'm not buying it.
This is a crock of shit.
My Auntie came over from Estonia to E Germany when she was 12 during the war. Then another daring escape years after from E Germany to W Germany.
Guess what. My Auntie can be a tad bit peppery but she's not a predatory freak.
She doesn't use it as a license to kill.
So for those who are reading this and to whom this applies-- while you sit on your ass in your centrally heated tastefully appointed home, with your loved ones, and all the food and sleep you want, and a normal job to go to where they don't RPF you -well deserved benefits and lifestyle that you've now had FOR YEARS- and you're typing away slandering and libelling people of whom you don't approve and it's all excusable because you've been through soooo much.
Well, fuck you and come up to present time.
What the fuck have you done for anybody LATELY?
What the fuck have you suffered LATELY?