Saturday, January 24, 2009

I think I hate...people...

Shortly after I finished a school in the good old Army, I suddenly realized that I was very impatient. I could not go into public without getting frustrated beyond belief with people.

It wasn't until I returned home to the Great State of Texas and went to a movie with my friends did I realize, its not that I'm impatient, I just truly do loathe tons of people. This is not a hatred that is spontaneously casted upon everyone, there is a method to the madness. Below, I will give a few examples of things that really ruffle my feathers.

Individualism. I am all for individualism. I think people should feel free to express themselves however they want. What frustrates me is the people who express their individualism and adopt the attitude that they are an individual by dressing like ALL OF THEIR FRIENDS. I mean, good job...really. The other great part about it is for some reason certain things instantly make you awesome. For example, if I put on a flat-brimmed, fitted hat (but backwards at a slight angle), and then I where my little brothers shirt (being sure to pop the collar of course), and then put the keys to my moms mini-van on a long lanyard that i will proceed to have hanging out of my pocket, then I am instantly a bad ass, Right? This is what i would classify being a tool. Tool is best defined by Urban dictionary, "someone who is a complete idiot/ one who is used by other people, and usually doesn't even realize it/ someone who can't think for themselves". See now emo's or goths, they don't really bother me. Yes they all seem to dress alike, but at least they don't through it in your face by their attitude. They are not trying to be Billy Bad-ass as demonstrated by the girls pants (something I don't understand, but hey, more power to you). When what you wear determines your demeanor then there is something wrong.

Since we picked on the guys, I figure I better do a bit on the females as well. Guys like girls, we know (although it is seeming to grow less and less common). Unfortunately, a large majority of guys think about women more with something that rests a little lower then the belt on the male anatomy. Because of this majority, women suddenly think that if they look good they own the world of men. Many of them think that merely by the way they look they could get you do anything they want. Another problem with this is guys tend to worry what attractive women think of them, hence spawning other wonderful pools of behavior in males. The great thing for me personally, is now that I am no longer in high school and my time of being in puberty is over, i don't give two flying, shit-covered pigs about what any sluttly dress, obnoxious, ignorant bitch thinks. In fact when I see the first hints of that type of mindset, I really just want to start punting faces.


My final topic is one that spreads across the sexes. It has to do with overall mindset actually. Say, for example, that I am driving down a street and I come up on a group of Hardcore guys and their Slutty girlfriends (really just to tie the affor mention parties into the idea), who are walking down the middle of the road. All the while there is a perfectly good sidewalk just 5 feet off the road. So as I drive up behind them I am forced to slow down to their walking pace. Finally one of the Einsteins turns around and sees a car behind him, on the road where cars belong. After noticing this, does he inform his dud-friends and encourage them to move to the sidewalk and then go there himself? No, instead he turns around and continues walking. For another example, People love to walk and talk. In a crowded mall, however, it is not the most economical thing to walk 7 people across. Believe it or not other people do want to walk in the same area without having to dodge you and your cronies.

Really, I would continue to discuss these points further, but unfortunately I am getting riled up just writing about them. Therefore I am forced to conclude my thoughts.

Kids, don't be idiots. First, branch out and be yourself and not a carbon-copy, lapdog of the guy next to you. Next, you can act like a bad ass all day Sport, but in the end it is still acting. Third goes out to the females, get over yourselves. Congratulations you may think you look good, but have some respect for yourselves. Oh and on a side note to that, the whole world isn't always talking about you. So when you hear someone say that they hate you, don't think that you need to send your punk, tool boyfriend after us because its just going to get his ass kicked. Plus, they are allowed to hate you. Perhaps if you saw yourself from our shoes, you would hate yourself too. And Finally, if you want to play Billy the Big, block bully, that's fine, just keep it on the block chief. And in case you don't know where your block is, come find me. I let you know where it isn't. Perhaps I'm the only one and I am just grumpy. Or perhaps there are some real sociological "illnesses" that should be studied, so to save future generations from a inevitably good Ass kicking. Who knows...

2 comments:

Ty said...

Its all the sad truth. You tell it like it is.

blake said...

haha rest assured you are not alone with these sentiments.

people are truly remarkable creatures that make for fascinating study.