Careless People

“They were careless people, Tom and Daisy- they smashed up things and creatures and then retreated back into their money or their vast carelessness or whatever it was that kept them together, and let other people clean up the mess they had made.”
—F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby

Yes, Scott, I know prople like this, too. They are the proof of vanity. They are the face of futility. They are poison in the world, a plague that kills both them and their victims. They are the waste of life, abiding in the sewer of blind self-absorption, where even love cannot penetrate or provide a cure.