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Math Through A Microscope

What the hell? ! ! This makes no sense! Why do I need to know '5 times the product of 2 numbers a and b, less 9 times a 3rd number c?
I'm not going to launch nuclear missiles on helpless nations. I won't create weapons to destroy and ruin, things to take lives and bring sadness. I definitely shall not impose the insolvent with base taxes meant only for self-benefit!
No! Math is for you oppressors, you who stifle creativity and evoke destruction. Destruction of entire ecosystems and species, people's hopes and dreams. It is utilized by you who bring Mother Nature to her feet, crying each day.
Math is insidiously evil. All I need to know is 1 plus 1 equals 3. You see? Math is not for me.

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