Let's all have a pity party I'll share with you all my laments Then you can croon your condolences So that the healing can commence
Let's all share some sympathy And mewl and condescend Let's all feel better about ourselves At someone else's expense
We'll be nice And give advice Convinced that we are ever so kind Our victim will be flattered by our attention By the fact that we took out the time
Let's guilt them into forsaking their self worth And bend their will to suit our own We'll reduce them to the status of a begging dog And then we'll throw them a bone
Individuality is to be abhorred As are the flaws in their body and face We have to all get together on this Someone's got to put them in their place
Then we'll hang a sign around their neck Which reads "Don't Be Anything Like Me" This is turning out to be a great success What a grand ol' Pity Party!
“This is pity,” he thought, and then he lifted his head in wonder. He thought that there must be something terribly wrong with a world in which this monstrous feeling is called a virtue.” - Ayn Rand, *The Foutainhead*