I really hate the fucking bureaurats who run the Graduate Student Office. Right now, it would make me incredibly happy if a bomb were to explode there, or if the building burned down, or if the hill on which it sits had a land slide. Or if the septic tank broke open and they had to work in the stink.
I pray that they too, each and every member will some day find themselves in a circumstance where their need is blocked by other bureaurats, simply because they forgot to dot an ‘i’, or some other trivia, simply because the other bureaurats said so, by simply arbitrary decision. Or they will be made to run in rings and circles for weeks and months.
I pray fervently that this will happen to each and every one of them, from the highest boss to the lowest clerks.
Let Justice be done. Make it so.