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Another Controversial Post . . .
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Another Controversial Post . . . This is going to be a multi-part post, concerning several thoughts; some connected, some not. I'm not going to put it under an LJ cut, because I actually want people to see it. And chances are, this is another one of those posts that will cost me friends. Christmas and the Holidays: I'm so tired of how commercialized Christmas has become. (Never mind all the OTHER 'holidays' businesses use as an excuse to have some sort of stupid sale or another.) I mean, yes, granted, stores are going to market Christmas because of how many customers the approaching holiday brings in. That is completely understandable. People are going to want to buy gifts for other people; again, this is understandable. What isn't understandable is the one-upping people and businesses seem to want to get into. I have watched, sadly enough, people knocking each other down, getting into violent fist fights, TRAMPLING upon other people . . . just because THEIR wanted that toy FIRST and no one else should have it. Or a new gadget comes out, EVERYONE needs to have it, and damn the person that gets in their way. What the hell has happened over the years? What happened to what's called 'The Christmas Spirit'? What happened to “Peace on Earth, Goodwill t'wards Men'”? No . . . that doesn't exist anymore, save within those select few in the world. Everyone wants what they want, and don't really give a shit about their fellow man. I saw, with my own eyes, a few years ago, a father, WITH HIS , gets kicked in the crotch, and stepped on by another Father who had his own with him. And I nearly fell over from shock when I heard what the antagonist dad said to the one he kicked: “Sorry about that, but MY REALLY wants this, and I can't say no. You'll heal.” . . . What the Fuck? Have we REALLY become that fucking callous and cold and selfish that we'll beat the hell out of someone in front of their , while toting our along, simply because OUR wants something more? It literally makes me cry to think about. This is why we will eventually kill ourselves off. We don't need a meteor from space, or God's second coming (if you believe that), or even an intergalactic war to do it. We're going to do it ourselves, because, well, we all know the most important thing in life is “Look Out For Number One”. We are a pathetic, sick, and hopeless race. Yet . . . somewhere out there, sometimes, I have felt, have seen those select few who don't believe that. I have seen, felt, been in the presence of those select few who just do good because, well, they want to, and they know it's the right thing to do. I wish there were more of you out there. I wish there were more of who who did things for the sake of the good, because they were the right thing to do . . . not because someone tells you to, or because it might make you look good. Those of you out there who know what the Christmas Spirit is, what it means during the holidays, and actually manage to keep that Christmas spirit and attitude through the entire year . . . you are my Heroes. You are my idols. You deserve to be revered, because YOU are the best of humanity. The rest of you who resemble the assholes I described above . . . I feel sad or you; I have a lot of pity for you and your . - - - Where Christmas is concerned: “It's the thought that counts” are literally words to live by. Who gives a shit how many presents you got? Who cares how much they cost? Buy a gift you honestly think the person will like because, well, it FITS that person's character. Buy it because you were thinking about them at the time you saw it. Or hell, MAKE it, if you can. Some of the best presents I have EVER received in my life, are those that someone either made for me, or actually spent less than 5 bucks on. Why? Because they FIT. Whatever it was they made for me, they made for me with love. It came from the heart, and it was wonderful, beautiful, because it showed they cared. Those who have managed to find me WONDERFUL gifts for mere pennies . . . the gifts were awesome. Why? Because they reminded that person of me, and they knew, they just KNEW that it fit me, complimented my personality better than anything. I don't care how much it cost. The fact that they actually got something for me is enough. Shit, even if all someone could afford was a Christmas Card that shows they were thinking about me . . . hell, that's a great damned gift. If you only walk up to me, told me you didn't have any money, but hugged me and told me “Merry Christmas, and I am thinking about you this holiday season” . . . you have probably just given me one of the greatest gifts I could ever have. Those of you who get annoyed because someone didn't buy you the biggest, most expensive gift they could find . . . you are an asshole, and honestly don't deserve anything. But, regardless, I wish you a Merry Christmas anyway, and I'm thinking about you, all of you, whoever you are, in hopes that the thought might melt your cold heart . . . and maybe actually bring you a bit of joy. - - - Before you take offense to what will be written in this section, keep in mind I am NOT putting down college, itself, or college students inparticular. There are exceptions to every rule. I don't agree with college, for the most part. It has been proven, more often than not, that a degree, no matter WHAT type of degree it is, will only get you so far. I've known many people (and still do), who have B.S.'s . . . and still can't find any REAL work. In fact, I know one guy who has a doctorate (not that he's a Doctor, he just has the title), and the guy works for a restaurant. Why? Because the title he had didn't impress anyone. (Someone told me it was because the guy didn't WANT a real job. My ass. You don't go to college for 8 fucking years, bust your ass, study your ass off, and nearly have a nervous breakdown from the stress, just to get a doctorate title because, well, you'd rather work in the food industry.) Now, I am NOT putting ANYONE down for attending college. I believe that more education is a WONDERFUL thing. It's a great, superb thing, and more people ought to do it. And if you ARE a college student, KUDOS to you, because you deserve the praise for enduring the Hell That is a College Education. (One of the few degrees that WILL get you a job is a law degree. Why? Because we're a pathetic, sick, sue happy nation.) Another problem with a lot of colleges, just like with our public school system, is too many teachers really don't care enough to actually TEACH . . . and make the learning experience a MEMORABLE experience. No, the teachers, professors, what have you, show up, balk out theories, monotonously drone out lectures they've given again and again, and do it in such an impersonal way, the students don't actually WANT to learn. But, do the colleges get rid of these teachers or students? Nope, not for the most part. And there are only a FEW teachers who actually make the learning . . . ENJOYABLE! You know the most memorable teachers I had in high school? Mr. Campopiano, my Chemistry Teacher; Mr. Walker, my English Teacher; and Mr. Spencer, my History/Current Events Teacher. Know why I remember these teachers? Because not only did they CARE enough about what they were doing, and their students, they made their classes FUN! They actually got the class INVOLVED in the current study rather than just toss a bunch of paperwork their way and say, “Do this.” Hell, my English Teacher is one of the main reasons I write as often as I do (when I can). He threatened to flunk me in school one day when I turned in a VERY shoddy, and, I must admit, CRAPPY short story continuation. He flat out TOLD me he saw the exceptional potential in my writing, hidden under the crap, and with my imagination . . . I could definitely become published one day. (I'm slowly on my way to finishing . . . several stories and books, lol). So, he threatened to flunk me if I didn't produce a quality short story at the end of the semester. And I did. And I got an A. And now, I constantly write . . . because he had faith in me. The college students that REALLY get under my skin are the ones who are living off of “Daddy's money”, and really don't CARE about the education; they care about parties, and getting drunk, and getting laid, and getting high . . . and nothing else. Why? Because it's not THEIR money they're tossing down the drain. I despise these college students. Because they're selfish and care about NO ONE but themselves, and they're making it harder and harder for the students that DO want to learn. - - - My gf and I recently went and say “Happy Feet”. And ADORED IT! Great movie. However . . . and not only does this bother me, but it also makes me laugh because it shows how fucking sensitive we have become to EVERYTHING . . . something happened in the middle of the movie. Not with the movie itself, but with a few of the movie goers. There are a small group of penguins in the movie that have Mexican accents (one of which was voiced by Robin Williams.) Well, apparently, this offended a few people at the theater SOOOO much that they got up and walked out. How fucking pathetic do you have to be that you think it an insult just because a penguin talks with a Chicano accent? And to leave a VERY good movie (with a great underlying theme) in the middle because you were offended by said penguins. Wake up and get a fucking life. This is VERY sad. That you think a penguin with a Chicano accent is such an insult to your integral well-being that you have to leave the theater. And this goes for ALL races and walks of life: Quit being insulted by every little fucking thing that comes across your path. Black people, white people, Latino people, green people, polka-dotted people . . . quit bitching. I get really tired of white people being portrayed as idiots or assholes or racists in (forgive me for this) “all-black movies”. Because I KNOW we're not all that way. But instead of getting up and walking out of an otherwise good movie, I let the 'insult' roll off my back, and I get on with my life. I didn't see a bunch of black people getting up to leave the theater when one of the 'Leader' penguins (also voiced by Robin Williams) spoke in one of those Barry White, deep black, 'love doctor' voices. They laughed their asses off. Why? Because it was funny. There are a lot of things in this world that are meant as JOKES, and NOT meant to be taken in ANY racist way. However, we're proving that we can't TAKE jokes - that ANYTHING that even REMOTELY insults our race, sexual preference, even our is just a disgusting, terrible thing, and we must stop and ban it! Are we actually so thin-skinned that we get INSULTED at something meant as a JOKE, even when it's not insulting? And I'm not talking just about matters of race. I'm talking sexual preference, personality quirks, and everything in-between. No one bitched about the jellyfish in “Shark Tale” being Rastafarian. (And if they did, that's their problem.) I don't remember hearing people throw up a big stink about the German Shepherd in the Vet Hospital scene in Dr. Doolittle (the scene where the is being drug away to get neutered) speaking with a 'black' voice. I didn't hear Jada Pinkett-Smith talk about organizing a rally about equal rights when she played the voice of a hippo in “Madagascar”. I didn't hear a lot of Mexicans or Latinos bitching about The Insult Comic speaking with a slightly . . . maybe a little off . . . Mexican accent. (And if they did, then I missed those newscasts, because I don't normally WATCH the news.) I DO know about the big stink that was raised over Michael Richards, well . .. snapping . . . on stage at a night club after being heckled. And THAT was well deserved. He did go WAY too far. I lost a lot of respect for him over that. But to bitch about a black star in a movie playing a character with a Latino last name; or throwing a fit over the Taco Bell dog; or having an aneurysm when midgets are 'typecast' as . . . (gasp!) MIDGETS in some movies where they're full of Little People, (even with special effects, it's kind of damned hard to make 'normal-sized' people appear as midgets in movies and still make it believable); or organizing some sort of march down the middle of Whatever Street because a 'normal' person played a handicapped person in a movie . . . . . . This is absolutely ridiculous. Can't you find something BETTER to bitch about? It irks me, up to a small point, when most characters named “Phil” in movies are portrayed as either idiots or assholes (because my name is Phil) . . . but I don't go off on a fucking rant threatening to sue someone or threatening to “kick some ass”, or threaten to go on some stupid petition signing to BAN characters in movies with the name of Phil. You CAN go TOO far with a protest. Want people to respect you? Quit being thin-skinned and quit taking offense to EVERYTHING. And this goes for ALL races, and ALL creeds. - - - Look, I know you love your pets. I love mine, too. But I refuse to place my pets in front of people. Period. Pets are pets, period. They're meant as companionship, friendship, etc. They're NOT meant to TAKE THE PLACE OF HUMAN CONTACT. If you honestly choose to save the life of your over saving the life of your next door neighbor who is drowning in the same river . . . you deserve to live a life of utter solitude and loneliness. Because I, for one, CANNOT respect someone who values animal life over human life. Do I love animals? Yes. Would I die to protect my animals? Yes. But would I put my animals before even a complete stranger? No. If I had to choose between saving the life of my next door neighbor's , and saving the life of my cat . . . I'm going with the next door neighbor's . Why? Because the is HUMAN, and human life is valued. I ADORE animals, and I absolutely HATE people who ABUSE them. But I'm not going to break into an animal shelter, or even an animal testing facility, set all the animals free, and KILL the people who work there just because the animals were being experimented on. You become NO BETTER than the assholes you've just killed. And YOU belong in a cage to become experimented on. This also brings me to the subject of abortion. I don't give a fuck what your stance on it is. Pro-Life or Pro-Choice. If you bomb an abortion clinic, and end up not only killing the doctors, but the women who are having the abortion . . . where's the Pro-Life? HOW can you claim to VALUE life if you're willing to bomb an abortion clinic? You're a terrorist, plain, pure, and simple. You CANNOT justify murdering hundreds of doctors and women having abortions by bombing an abortion clinic, and claim you were doing it because you're Pro-Life and value the lives of the unborn babies. Fuck you, you're a sick fuck, and you're no better than people who kill for fun. You're proving the fact that you're mentally unstable . . . you're not Pro-Life. No, you're not. You can't claim “Pro-Life” and then go kill a bunch of people. That's as bad as someone claiming that they're Christ, and then sending a bunch of people off to kill a bunch of . You're deranged, and you need to be shot. Several times.  - - - The next person who tells me that they're NOT judgmental . . . is gonna get a swift kick to the head. EVERYONE is judgmental, I don't care WHO you are. It's human nature to be judgmental. If you bitch about your job, or how much money you're NOT making . . . you're judgmental. Now, you can go OVERBOARD, and judge everyone and everything, lump every single organism on this planet into one group and call it “crap” . . . or, you can be rather intelligent and take a step back and TRY not to judge someone or something too harshly. Take a step back, and look at it through that person's eyes, and understand, and not be judgmental about too many things. But there is not one person on this planet who ISN'T judgmental, even if it's by a small fraction. I got into a debate about judgementality with someone a few years ago online. She claimed she wasn't judgmental. She claimed if someone has viciously and cruelly and murdered her 5 year old . . . she wouldn't judge that person, because she doesn't know his/her reason for doing what they did. However, in the very next sentence, she went on a fucking rant about strippers and porn stars and how they're all diseased and terrible people and on and on and on. Not judgmental? No, you're just picky about what you DO judge. But, because YOU don't believe you're being judgmental, because that's HONESTLY what you believe and feel . . . then, in YOUR OWN EYES, you're not judgmental. However, regardless of what you believe, you are quite judgmental. And an asshole and idiot. Everyone's judgmental, even me. (Although I try desperately hard NOT to be . . . but it doesn't always work). It just depends on how far you go. |
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