People fucking suck. I'm back to being a misanthrop.
I'm through with everyone. Done. Oh yeah, here's something I wrote when I was on duty:
Spectators are the most entertaining and sometimes the most important part of any sport. They control the mood, the atmosphere, and a portion of each player’s will. In this shitty game that we call life, it’s funny how spectators have the last say. The spectators are often in charge of the outcome of an individual’s life. They decide the end results in situations that you and I run into. Everyone is so fucking worried about what other people think that their lives are not their own. And yeah, every person I’ve ever met always says, “I don’t care what other people think…” BULLSHIT! You do. Everyone does. I do. It’s human. When I’m in a room by myself and my nose is clogged…..I PICK IT! You do too. But in a crowded room, one will act completely different than while alone, compromising his integrity as we all do. One of many examples. It’s perfectly normal, perfectly human to do this but I still have to wonder why. Why is it so detrimental whether or not Suzy Q and Hugh Johnson think that I have a terrible relationship with my wife? Why do we freak out when people we barely know assume something about us? Who the fuck cares? I could go on about this all day and still not have an answer. It’s just something I wonder about. I also want to know why most of us question EVERYTHING. The human species would be better off if we had more ignorance, no insecurities, and no fear of death. Those three things would aid a lot of people in leading a better life.
Spectators are the most entertaining and sometimes the most important part of any sport. They control the mood, the atmosphere, and a portion of each player’s will. In this shitty game that we call life, it’s funny how spectators have the last say. The spectators are often in charge of the outcome of an individual’s life. They decide the end results in situations that you and I run into. Everyone is so fucking worried about what other people think that their lives are not their own. And yeah, every person I’ve ever met always says, “I don’t care what other people think…” BULLSHIT! You do. Everyone does. I do. It’s human. When I’m in a room by myself and my nose is clogged…..I PICK IT! You do too. But in a crowded room, one will act completely different than while alone, compromising his integrity as we all do. One of many examples. It’s perfectly normal, perfectly human to do this but I still have to wonder why. Why is it so detrimental whether or not Suzy Q and Hugh Johnson think that I have a terrible relationship with my wife? Why do we freak out when people we barely know assume something about us? Who the fuck cares? I could go on about this all day and still not have an answer. It’s just something I wonder about. I also want to know why most of us question EVERYTHING. The human species would be better off if we had more ignorance, no insecurities, and no fear of death. Those three things would aid a lot of people in leading a better life.