Why bother?

Humanity as a whole is a rather unwieldy group. There's so much homogeny, with just the right amount of insanity to make everyone appear uniquely qualified. Are we not assured that every member of our race is good for something? What then are we to think when we realize the futility of it all, the brain-deadening actualization of our worst fears, the acknowledgment of a complete lack of forethought on the part of so many people when they first began to birth.
In a nutshell, wouldn't we be better off without, oh, ninety seven percent of the world's population? That would still leave us with many millions, and with the right mix, I'm sure there'd be a little bit of everything needed for any planet to function in a relatively reasonable manner. It could surely be no worse than the way it's functioning now. Yes, I understand that some people would object to their friends and relatives being taken away, but they would soon come to understand the absolute necessity of the undertaking; if they didn't, they'd be taken away too.
Now, I'm not proposing just any run of the mill new world order here, no garden-variety brave new world for me. No, what we have here is a brilliant new solution to the world's problems. We all know that the economy is in shambles, that the war in Iraq is stretching on interminably, that major riots are threatened for November 6th; the question is, how can we solve this problem? I believe, and as your new leader I hope to achieve, a new and equitable solution for all peoples.
Some may scoff at my ideas, and others may wonder at my lack of planning. "How," they wonder, "is the dear boy to accomplish his stated goals, of ridding the world of all that ails it, if he can't even craft a sentence properly?" People who ask these impertinent sorts of questions will of course be among the first against the wall when the revolution comes. Still, their questions are valid, and will doubtlessly be answered someday.

All the above was originally meant to be a rant against people that I currently dislike, but I felt bad about cursing them out, and instead settled for some insipid hash. Fortunately, I have the old stalwart, the economy, to keep me going strong. For what seemed like the tenth Shabbos in a row, all people could talk about was how badly their stocks were performing. It's like, "Hello!" Can't anyone think of anything better to talk about? Like how the Kiddush this week was pathetic (and it was), or how certain people's predictions about certain ecclesiastical figures were right on the money? The former was (probably) not the fault of the sponsoring side, but the latter certainly was.
And thus does a thorough waste of time conclude.