Who are the idiots in your life?
May 21, 2005 in Curse-spouter
We come across them every once in a while. Recently I seemed to have come across several.
The one where you broke up with the dude in a heated argument but his father went around telling the rest of the world not to allow the two of you reconcile because, urm, 'This girl is bad for my son?' Mighty. The kid's 23. He's not good for you either, you know?
The one where you went to a dinner, and the resident bitch-in-your-life starts to climb all over her boyfriend over Butter Crabs and Kangkung Belacan. They kiss, they slobber, they feed each other in public. And can't stop rubbing each other. Hello? There's something called a room, and there's something called behaving DECENTLY in public.
The one where you got rid of the idiot for ages and ages and suddenly out of the blue a sudden parcel arrives at your doorstep, sans a sorry note. In it is wrapped an almost disintegrating Physics textbook which you have completely no use for, for the simple fact that you deal with, Language, not Physics. Idiot.
The one where you weren't invited to a wedding simply for the reason of, urm, not knowing neither the bride nor the groom. So your boyfriend's a best man at the wedding. This is quite hilarious because on the night of the wedding a tonne of idiots call you or sms you, including a delusioned ex boyfriend, asking you, 'Hey did you know your bf's the best man for this wedding I'm attending?… Why didn't you go?' Urm. Because I don't know the bride nor the groom? This is where the delusioned idiot continues being delusioned.
The one where a respectable, Grandmother of four, who lives halfway around the globe, tells you that, The best person in the world will go to hell if he has not accepted in his heart and soul Jesus Christ as his Lord and Savior.' and later plods into your site and tells you that you lack integrity in several exclamatives. Well how is this for integrity? Fuck you and go to … heaven. Seeing the, almost devoted nature of this person who keeps revisiting me in her attempts to 'right things' in this post of mine (very insignificant, to me, but it seems to have touched many atheists, agnostics and Christians alike) right now I actually find it quite appalling to have such a devout visitor like Jeanette who keeps on coming to that post of mine. Anyway, the dear old lady has proclaimed that she will leave my site for good, so peace be with her. You know, at the end of all this, I think I can recognize with Jesus in a way. He's a great man, and naturally great people like Him have many followers. Unfortunately He can't choose his fans.
How do you handle freaky people like this?
Well, I for one, can't do much, except blog about them, and sometimes, try my best to keep things as cryptic as possible. But I have my patience limits, and I'm no saint. My katharsis lies in the word 'Fuck'. I'm old enough to use it, and I trust that reader who come here are old enough and smart enough to use it, sparingly. Obviously your average devout True Christian, who swears by the Good Book that homosexuality, euthanasia, premarital sex and what not are unforgivable sins, will not be reading this, so… fuck them away. Obviously also, your average 10 year old kid, 12 year old kid, 15 year old kid, who doesn't like reading whatsoever wouldn't be in the least-est attracted to a, superbly long-winded blogger crapper like yours truly. So give naught a fuck about these.
What say you to these people? Repeat after me:
GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE. I DON'T NEED YOUR LIP SERVICE, AND I CERTAINLY DO NOT NEED YOU TO 'CARE' FOR ME.
Now tell me about the idiots in your life. Should be fun to bitch about. Liberty fucking rules!
Ooh, an on-topic digression (is there such a thing?) must proceed.
I've got a great passage from Scalzi's site that goes something like this:
I like it when people who have viewpoints that are different than mine come to the site, make their points from an informed position and participate in the give and take that comes out of that with other people in the comment threads. I don’t like it when people with no more knowledge on a subject than any random chicken stroll by, vomit up a gout of nonsense, and try to pass it off as a useful contribution to the discussion. My readership deserves better than to be presented by this kind of crap.
Perhaps the next time you blog and gather a couple of trolls and leeches in the midst of your commenting regulars, you might want to keep in mind that, ignoramuses DO exist, and be thankful that you're not an ignoramus.
A few people have asked me where Rapunzel went. Well, this weekend's a good time to get married. She's too busy to blog for now. But she'll be back after the Wesak holidays. Check Tuesday, kay?