There is a group of bird who benefits from the flesh of the dead. They get fat on it, thrive on it, and become successful from it. You cannot condemn them, it's how they're made. You can tell by the looks of them that they're vultures. They stay true to their type in looks.Some people are like that. They get used to the benefits of death and wanted more dead people to fund their lifestyle. If mental torture does not work, they harangue and annoy so much, they're probably hoping you'll kill yourself and make them richer some more.
That's not really surprising. Humans are part of the animal kingdoms after all. If vultures are human, then just the same, they benefit and get rich when someone dies. The big problem with human vulture is they look just like everyone else. They pretend to love, they're like white on rice on their PDA, while at the same time, their hands are slowly, and craftily denuding you of everything, even pride. That's human vulture for you.
I've always thought that classic means boring. Lately, I have decided to give them a try. I'm nothing if not open-minded about some new experiences when it comes to reading. I might just read a lot of sci-fi yet. 
