That was and still is the dilemma.
To be, I will incur the wrath of some shitholes which I probably don’t care about anyway. But then, peace and harmony will never ever appear in the same page of life of mine and them. In short, I happy, they angry.
Not to be, I will probably be thumping my chest saying “Wtf?!!” for the 23235708641843566th time in a row. In short, I sad, they happy.