Cater to the Masses, not the Loudest

We have become a society of weak, willed, whiny, wusses…I am sick to death of people that take offense at every little thing becuase it doesn’t fit into their nice neat little world. You want everyone to get along with you, why not try getting along with them?

I am sick of seeing people crying about their religion, if you believe in something so be it. I don’t need to believe it just because you do, keep it to yourself.

If your black, female, Hispanic, Asian…whatever, I DON’T CARE. You are human (or I hope) push for equality, not superiority. You should not be handed something just because you were born.

If there is a joke that bothers you, or you find something offensive suck it up, specially if it was not aimed at you. If the same person repeatedly offends you, then move on, obviously you and that person have differences.

If you overhear something that offends you, remember that it is rude to eavesdrop.

If you have never worked a day in your life and are a drain on systems that others pay into, you should be dumped off of it. I don’t care if you are handicapped, there are plenty of people worse off than you who function in society.

This society is collapsing because everyone is listening to the whiny minority and giving in to them.

– April Carvelli

I had put this on Facebook and it seems to be going viral among my circle. This is what I believe and I don’t care if you are offended, you have a right to be offended, just as I have a right to post what I wise.

I Have a Confession

After reading so many blogs and news articles, I have reached a startling conclusion. I have a problem and I can’t deny it anymore. According to all the stuff I see written, there is something wrong with me.

 

Crazy (Photo credit: elmada)

 

I’m not normal.

 

I guess I never have been. According to everything I see online I am in the minority, which means that I am not normal. I am a happily married, white, female with one child. I have never been married before, so I have no ex-husbands to rant about. I don’t have any children with other men. I’ve been married for 10 years, own a house with a mortgage in the suburbs, which is our only real debt. I own one dog and no cats, birds or lizards.

 

I speak and understand English, I know the difference between U.K. English and American English. I have good grammar and spelling. I am intelligent enough to know a smattering of other languages, perhaps enough to survive. I have manners, I say please and thank you, I say Gesundheit when someone sneezes, I hold doors for people when their hands are full.

 

If someone really needs help, I will be there. I won’t give help just because you are too lazy to do it yourself. I understand that the world does not revolve around me. I know what is going on in my backyard and the world. I understand that the U.S. and North America do not constitute the entire world.

 

Those in themselves seem to make me different, but what really makes me a freak is the fact that I have never had any major problems. I grew up with a good family, with parents who are still married. I was not abused or neglected (even though my teenage self thought so at times.) I have nothing in my past which I dwell on. The few things that I saw as major, I just walked away from. I feel that the past is the past, it is over and done.

 

I do not have friends I constantly complain about, if they are a problem then they are not my friends.  If a friend has a problem I will try to help, but if they are self-destructive and want to take the world with them, I will walk away. A true friend is one you can call at any time, even if you haven’t spoken in a while.

 

Another thing I don’t understand is why people are amazed and shocked by the things I do. I am independent, I do not need to rely on anyone. I am married, we are partners. If I have to  I can survive anything, I won’t curl up and die or wait for someone to rescue me. I will mow the lawn, chop wood, make dinner and clean the house. If a task needs to be done I will do it, I don’t care what it is. If I don’t know how to do it, I will figure it out.

 

So I guess I need to admit, that I am a freak, I don’t belong in today’s society. It seems I am doing everything wrong. According to everything I read I don’t coddle my child enough, my meals aren’t healthy enough, and my house needs to be sanitized…Oh and I forgot to mention that fact that I’m not holding my hand out enough to ask for help.

 

I guess I will just go on being different.

 

 

 

 

 

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