ritardato del cazzo.
Imagine judging someone whose life you know nothing about. If you're not capable of picturing being that person and what it is like, you're no better than the rabble that gathered for executions for the sheer pleasure of witnessing someone die. There's no greater evil than taking pleasure in someone's misfortunes. At least let that person you're judging be truly despicable and evil in the first place so that you're celebrating some kind of moral victory of poetic justice rather than becoming some kind of foul creature, a goblin with a twisted and wretched mind. Wonder if you saw yourself in the mirror, if you'd be proud. Clearly you don't practice much self-reflection. Just like most of this godforsaken world. Do feel free to wake up and start acting more conscionably. Any time now.