for various reasons, I'm making this friends only. Potentially, in the future, i might be giving this up all together. But for now, if you're not my friend, please let me know...if you care.
You're an abhorrent, unbelievably arrogant human being. You are not entitled to some elevated existence. You've barely worked for it, and most of what you have been given you have squandered. You whine and wheedle and backstab. You consistently take most passive-aggressive, cowardly course of action available, betraying the ones you claim as friends. You attempt to buy people's affection, lending or spending and then never allowing them to forget their debt for a moment. You see loyalty as equivalent to cash. Money is not a substitute for love. It does not make you a superior being, your accidental wealth, the lucky chance of your affluence, position, gender, and race. You look down upon the weak and claim that as a white male, you are somehow oppressed. The only thing you are oppressed by is your own ignorance, your own foolishness, your own complete lack of self-awareness. You are so self-centered that you cannot see beyond your own twisted, self-pitying version of reality. I would feel sorry for you if you were a child, but you claim to be an adult and so your actions and opinions cannot be excused. Realize that there is a world beyond yourself before it is too late. Realize that charity and contribution mean nothing if you lord them over everyone you meet, presenting them as hard evidence of your compassion and liberalism. You are not kind. You are afraid. You do not care for others. You care for yourself, and the only reason you consider others is so that they will support your delusions of self. Subtlety fails when dealing with you. You need a blow to your heavy fortress of naivete. You need to acknowledge your blessings, instead of treating them as burdens. You need to appreciate your incredibly elevated status in the hierarchy of this society and use it for good, instead of complaining endlessly when the smallest things do not go your way. The world does not revolve around you. Hardship befalls everyone, and you have clearly had far less of it than most, if you are so easily upset by minor inconveniences that you prattle on about them until even the most sympathetic ear is exhausted. Learn patience, learn humility--before it is too late for your soul. Before you have lost everything you could have had. Money and self-pity are not going to comfort you when you find yourself alone and despised, paying for how callous you were toward the plights of others, for how determined you were to convince everyone that your life had the greatest tragedies and you deserved their praise for holding up so well under the pressure. You deserve nothing. Understand that, and maybe you will be saved.
PS: Not that I've given significant thought to you or to this. But. 1. If I've wronged you in the past, this is not going to elicit an apology from me. I stand by most action I've made in the past for I did out of the best intentions for all parties involved. This includes the times I've hurt people and then did my best to make amends. If one can't forgive me for what I've done, it's probably their fault because I can't remember a time when I've acted with malice towards anyone. If I've made a mistake, it's your job to point it out to me there and then, and not mine to figure out what your vague references are days, weeks, years later.
2.You get to either: give me advice, insult me, or attack me one at a time. Doing more than one of these actions per passive-aggressive, ambiguous action not only makes you a mook, it makes you irrelevant.
3. You do not get to judge someone else's priviledge. You can assume what you like about their life, and you can think them arrogant for having problems even if you presume they have an easier time then you. You can do what you want, this is a free country. But do it to me, and I will never forgive you. Ever.
As for my assumed wealth, it was not accidental. It was worked for and earned over the course of 3 generations, started by my grandparents who fled literal slavery in Europe and Russia respectivel.
3. Normally, this would be the point where I ask "who are you?" and/or "who do you think you are?" But frankly, I don't care. I don't know if you'll read this, but I hope you do. I only talk to adults when they are going to talk me like an adult. But in your case, I've made an exception, especially for this statement: fuck you, and fuck off.
If you'd like to enlighten me with specific concerns about my life, I'm all ears. But I don't think you will ever, ever earn respect from me. But I'm sure you're too good for my respect, which I will lord over you all I like. For if you don't care if people respect you or not, you're not worth the water in your cells. My e-mail address is ebenau@gmail.net.
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Not that I've given significant thought to you or to this. But.
1. If I've wronged you in the past, this is not going to elicit an apology from me. I stand by most action I've made in the past for I did out of the best intentions for all parties involved. This includes the times I've hurt people and then did my best to make amends. If one can't forgive me for what I've done, it's probably their fault because I can't remember a time when I've acted with malice towards anyone. If I've made a mistake, it's your job to point it out to me there and then, and not mine to figure out what your vague references are days, weeks, years later.
2.You get to either: give me advice, insult me, or attack me one at a time. Doing more than one of these actions per passive-aggressive, ambiguous action not only makes you a mook, it makes you irrelevant.
3. You do not get to judge someone else's priviledge. You can assume what you like about their life, and you can think them arrogant for having problems even if you presume they have an easier time then you. You can do what you want, this is a free country. But do it to me, and I will never forgive you. Ever.
As for my assumed wealth, it was not accidental. It was worked for and earned over the course of 3 generations, started by my grandparents who fled literal slavery in Europe and Russia respectivel.
3. Normally, this would be the point where I ask "who are you?" and/or "who do you think you are?" But frankly, I don't care. I don't know if you'll read this, but I hope you do. I only talk to adults when they are going to talk me like an adult. But in your case, I've made an exception, especially for this statement: fuck you, and fuck off.
If you'd like to enlighten me with specific concerns about my life, I'm all ears. But I don't think you will ever, ever earn respect from me. But I'm sure you're too good for my respect, which I will lord over you all I like. For if you don't care if people respect you or not, you're not worth the water in your cells. My e-mail address is ebenau@gmail.net.
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