Assassination Aspirations

Being assassinated has been one of my long term goals for a few years now. It is my intention to say things that are so inflammatory/irritating to certain people that I am hunted down and assassinated (as in a Martin Luther King Jr. way, not an Adolph Hitler way). Whether I am shot by a lone, possibly CIA-employed gunman as I'm eating an apple, or executed for committing treason against a government that I did not give consent to "govern" me is irrelevant. As a means of making an exit from this severely ridiculous little comedy, it appeals to me for four reasons:

1. You have to be considered important enough to be assassinated instead of just being murdered. Any old slob can be murdered, but if you're assassinated it means you've done something special with your life.

2. Since only stupid, insane people kill other people, I'll have pissed off the right people.

3. Since we're all going to die someday and I accept that, I might as well go out with a bang.

4. Revolutions are sexy. If I'm lucky enough to foment one and get shot or pushed off of a cliff because of it, tant mieux.

I think it'd be fun to radically alter traditional governmental and societal organizations that appear to be both suppressing human evolution and hastening the moment of our extinction. Extinction appears to be inevitable, however my current worldview is predicated on the beliefs that a) we don't have to like it, b) it is unacceptable to throw up one's hands, give up on any hope of clarity brought about by moral and philosophical development, and go about spending the rest of our days feverishly trying to accumulate more stuff (houses, money, cars, etc., the traditional rewards of human social games) to the detriment of the environment and future generations, and c) I might be wrong about everything.