Who the Hell Cares?

Apparently, we have solved all of the worlds problems already.  All of the world’s hungry have been fed, cancer has been cured, climate change has been adverted, and everyone has jobs.  At least, I am assuming that because the Press Secretary for the White House might have made a pie, and it is somehow big news.  That is the only explanation I can think of as to why it made the news.  My other question is, who the fuck cares?!  Seriously!  Who fucking cares if one person out of the 7+ billion people on this earth made a fucking pie?

“OMG, she might have lied about it!”  OMG, who cares?  It’s just like a fisherman’s tale.  The one that got away is always exponentially bigger than the fish that actually did.  Shit, Moby Dick was probably just a catfish, and Captain Ahab hit a rock in a lake and was embarrassed that’s how he lost his leg.  (Yeah, there are tons of things wrong with that statement, but you get the point.)

My point is that I have enough to worry about just surviving to give two donkey fuckins what some lady might (or might not) have made during the Thanksgiving holiday.  Hell, I have too much to worry about to even read the article to find out.  Shit like this is why I stopped watching the news ten years ago.  When the news became an ultra-competitive, billion-dollar industry, it stopped being the news and turned into reality TV.  This does, however, give me something to write about on this blog, so I guess it isn’t a total loss.

We Are Lost

I have never seen the human species so lost.  It is one thing to evolve, to shed hatred and racism as part of us growing as an evolved species.  It is quite another to see hatred in people that does not exist or to push hatred towards others.  Bad shit has happened since the beginning of time.  Those who do not know history are doomed to repeat it.  When we erase history because we find it offensive, it leaves the door open to forget that history.  Forgetting that history means it will be repeated.

A prime example of the above can be seen in video games.  Including horrible things in a video game is sometimes the only education kids get on a topic.  The new Call of Duty goes back to its roots and World War II.  Someone made a comment on Facebook that they were now “doing this shit to their kind (blacks since technically the people in the picture were not Americans so cannot be called African Americans).”  My first comment almost was, “You mean people?”  It doesn’t matter who, hanging people from trees is wrong.  My second comment was that according to the screenshot, it was difficult to tell which ethnicity the characters were.  After doing a little research on that screenshot, they were actually Jewish.  People were upset.  Good!  Don’t forget history!

Hitler killed millions of Jews.  Stalin killed at least twice as many Christians.  Because history sucks, should we forget it?  Hell no!  The problem with removing Confederate monuments because they owned slaves is that during that time period, most politicians did own slaves.  In fact, the only founding father of the United States to NOT own slaves was John Adams.  Does this mean that America was founded on evil bullshit and we should go back to kneeling for the Queen?  To take it a step further, should we not kneel to the Queen because during the French and Indian War, the British won against the Native Americans, French, and Americans and continued their “oppression?”  Fuck no!  It just means that no one is perfect, and we should take lessons learned from history so we do not repeat them.  If we wipe out all the wrongs that have been done in history, we should just go back to living naked in the Garden of Eden.  All of America should go back to the native peoples.  Spain should be punished for bringing disease to Central America and wiping out civilizations.  We as individuals, and a people, are not defined by the mistakes of our pasts, but in how we grow and learn from them.

New Meanings?

I haven’t watched SNL in over a decade.  I love to laugh, but that show hasn’t made me laugh in a very long time.  A friend showed me a skit the other day.  It was very funny, but for a odd reason.  It brought up multiple conversations about this topic.  Back when we were kids, words did not have the stigma that they do today.  We said, “That’s gay” and “that’s retarded” a lot.  We didn’t make fun of gay people or people with disabilities.  In the last five to ten years, it seems like people have gotten hypersensitive about almost everything.

To put it mildly, people have become such sissy-ass babies, it’s not even funny.  I don’t know what happened to people.  Yes, we need to be respectful of everyone.  That is common sense that people seem to have lost.  I don’t care what race, religion, or nationality you are.  I don’t even care which of the 3,874,192 genders you identify as.  I will treat everyone with the same respect as everyone else.  But is using one of those words disrespectful?  Yes and no.  It all depends on the usage.  If you call a kid with disabilities a “fucking retard,” that is bad.  That is extremely disrespectful.  If you are working on an older car and need to adjust the timing, you either advance or retard it.  That has been the terminology for that adjustment for decades.  That is not disrespectful.

Look, I have a son with disabilities.  I do not get offended when someone throws around certain words.  In fact, I cannot remember the last time I was offended.  People say all kinds of mean and hateful things.  People show a general lack of respect because they are only concerned with themselves.  My father told me as a child that I cannot control what people do.  I can only control how I react to what they do.  There is not one word in any language that offends me.  They are just words.  They only have power to hurt us if we give them that power.  There is an old saying: Sticks and stones may break my bones, but whips and chains excite me.  Wait, that doesn’t sound relevant to this conversation.  Oh!  It’s “sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never harm me.”  As children, if someone said something mean, that’s what we would repeat back.  Stop giving words power over you.  Stop giving people power over you.  Are you so helpless that certain sound frequencies that hold no mass can crush you as if a moon was dropped on your head?  Quit being a bunch of pussies and take back your dignity.  Be respectful and kind, but for the survival of humanity, quit being such a sissy-ass fuckhole.  I say that with all the respect in the world.  In this case, it is called “tough love.”