such an idiot!

I have a stupid boss and work in an intolerable company.
Everything is insane and unreasonable.
But my boss cannot realize that because he is the very monarch in his stupid BIG BIG GREEN island. In that island, ppl are not allowed to wear jeans(which means impolite actually), no individual opinions(which means rebellious), but accursed rules everywhere.

Ppl don't usually enjoy in an inferno-like place, but they do suffer themselves in a heaven-like place. So it makes no difference to be in the inferno or the heaven. But I prefer to stay in the limbo. And here, the EVIL GREEN　EMPIRE, is absolutely not the place I belong. Maybe I complain too much, too much pathetic words so far. It's the way I choose, so I have to face it, then conquer it.

But still, right here, I cannot help myself to read a poem to my majesty. Hope he can understand what I mean. Maybe he cannot, I guess. He never gets his brain.

(...)Sh---alone, of all my sons, is he
Who stands confirmed in full stupidity.
The rest to some faint meaning make pretense,
But Sh--- never deviates into sense.
Some beams of wit on other souls may fall,
Strike through, and make a lucid interval;
But Sh---'s genuine night admits no ray,
His rising fogs prevail upon the day.
Besides, his goodly favric fills the eye,
And seems designed for thoughtless majesty:
Thoughtless as monarch oaks that shade the plain,
And, spread in solemn state, stupinely reign. (...)