Every once in a while I see some mention of the fictitious Cliff Yablonski and all the folks he supposedly hates. I skimmed the pages of Cliff's hatred a couple times. Some pictures were nasty. Some were just odd. Some weren't bad at all. And some maybe just dorky. It's quite a contrast between the pictures and the ranting captions.
The captions bring to mind a person angry at everything and evidently incapable of happiness, save perhaps at the expense of others. The pictures, however, often show people enjoying themselves. Many of these folks aren't happy because they just won a Nobel or Heisman, or because they have an ideal body shape, or because they are engaging in some popular activity. That isn't Yablonski-rant material. What is shown is people having fun or just being happy despite not being in perfect shape, having fun even though their activity isn't one popular with the masses, being happy even though they may never even be considered for this or that award, physical or academic.
Cliff is a fiction, of course. And I suppose it might amuse some to read his rantings. But it's the folks who are shown as his targets that are having the last laugh. In fact, they're even having the first laugh. Rather than complain about other people's lives, or even their own, they are living theirs. They may not be perfect, but they seem to be getting by a lot better than "Cliff" is. There are many, too many, Cliff Yablonski types. I have to wonder if "Cliff" isn't meant as a parody of those who seem incapable of bringing themselves up, and so try only to cut others down.
If one jumps off of a cliff, one should have ( wings )