I kinda like this variation on the theme:

They clenched around the world like a fist, each black as the inside of an event horizon until those last bright moments when they all burned together. They screamed as they died. Every radio up to geostat groaned in unison, every infrared telescope went briefly snowblind. Ashes stained the sky for weeks afterwards; mesospheric clouds, high above the jet stream, turned to glowing rust with every sunrise. The objects, apparently, consisted largely of iron. Nobody ever knew what to make of that.

For perhaps the first time in history, the world knew before being told: if you’d seen the sky, you had the scoop. The usual arbiters of newsworthiness, stripped of their accustomed role in filtering reality, had to be content with merely labeling it. It took them ninety minutes to agree on Fireflies. A half hour after that, the first Fourier transforms appeared in the noosphere; to no one’s great surprise, the Fireflies had not wasted their dying breaths on static. There was pattern embedded in that terminal chorus, some cryptic intelligence that resisted all earthly analysis. The experts, rigorously empirical, refused to speculate: they only admitted that the Fireflies had said something. They didn’t know what.

Everyone else did. How else would you explain 65,536 probes evenly dispersed along a lat-long grid that barely left any square meter of planetary surface unexposed? Obviously the Flies had taken our picture. The whole world had been caught with its pants down in panoramic composite freeze-frame. We’d been surveyed—whether as a prelude to formal introductions or outright invasion was anyone’s guess.

https://www.rifters.com/real/Blindsight.htm

For all we know you could be a victim in an abusive family. I’m sorry to see that people are blaming you without further asking about your circumstances.

FWIW I think it’s a bad older-generation thing, to express your affection by criticizing someone and insulting them. I had one older relative tell me that if you wanted someone to know that you loved them, you had to be a little mean to them. There was even a saying “spare the rod and spoil the child” to justify physical punishment.

To be sure, sometimes you need to be direct and critical and rigid, but it should not develop into abuse. If you feel you are in an abusive relationship, please reach out for help.

I don’t use eggs like that, but my housemate does. Looks like they take em from the carton one row at a time, the carton currently looks like:
1 1 1 1 1 1
0 0 0 0 0 0

OP is clearly trolling, but this is the most balanced take on the article.

Reflect on yourself first

Agreed. The article mentioned a “Biblical perspective”, and I vaguely remember something about Jesus saying if your eye offends you pluck it out. He didn’t actually make his disciples pluck out their eyes tho, I think he was saying if there’s a problem it’s with the viewer, not the observed.

When I was in high school one lunchtime I was sitting there reading sci fi by myself like a total nerd and some other kids were sitting nearby and they started smoking cigarettes, which was against the rules. Anyway a teacher saw them just as the lunch period ended and the teacher said: “all right You, You, You, and You stay behind!” And the teacher pointed at me, because I was nearby. I was like: wow, I haven’t been in trouble before! I was writing a lot of short fiction and poetry at the time so I thought it’d be a good experience. So I sat there and listened for a while as the teacher berated the kids. But eventually I realized I’d gotten all I was gonna get from this teacher’s unimaginative lecture, so I stood up and was like: I gotta go to class. The teacher glared at me and was gonna go off, but the other kids were cool, they were like nah he wasn’t a part of this. The teacher looked at me, looked at my sci fi book, looked at me again, then realized yeah these kids would never have anything to do with this dork. So they let me run off to class.

Wait til ya hear about Juggalos. (slightly nsfw)