To my now former supervisor:
I'm sure you were completely justified in selecting me for termination. After all, you spoke to me once or twice during your tenure in your latest position. I'm sure you evaluated me fairly. And during your time pushing papers around and otherwise tying up your time adding zero value I'm sure you became thoroughly familiar not just with what I do now, but also with the contributions I made long before your arrival on the team (or the company).
You're right, I didn't take credit for others' work, berate my competition, extol my own abilities, or make obvious, superfluous statements in meetings in order to elevate others' perception of me. I had hoped any decent manager was skilled enough to see through that BS. I was wrong. Thank you for mentoring me in one key area: survival.
I now know talent means nothing. I'll be sure to play all the vile games. I'll be relentless and ruthless in tearing down others and remembering that knowledge sharing or assisting others is not actually valued, despite the slogans and values the corporation claims are important that week.
I'll play the system and pretend that I agree that EVERY-FREAKING-ONE is supposed to aspire to be a "leader." Being a manager is the absolute culmination of self-actualization. In future, the company will cut the true fat: absolutely worthless jobs like yours. Go back to where you came from, have a nice life, and "@!$% you too!!!"