You know what I miss – the days on YouTube where everyone was ripping the shit out of everyone else. When someone had dumb ideas that people were all over them tearing apart their arguments piece by piece and making sport of how stupid they are for believing in that crap. Those days were great. Now everybody is kissing everyone else’s ass. Everybody has to be nice. Everybody has to be understanding. It sucks, and drives me up the fucking wall. What makes it worse is when you have people in real life that say something patently stupid, but you can’t take them to task for it because you have to be fucking nice to everyone. It’s the cornerstone of professionalism, and it drives me right up the fucking wall.
Today I got into this conversation with some coworkers about anti-vaxxers. I made a point that I think that if someone refuses to vaccinate their children, they should have their kids taken away because they are an unfit parent. I still hold to that. But a couple of my coworkers immediately jumped to the whole “to each their own.” No! Let me explain something to you – my ability to punch ends at your face. The second my fist hurts someone else, I have violated their rights. It is the EXACT same principle here! If you don’t vaccinate your kids, you aren’t just hurting your kids! You’re hurting the children who could potentially get in contact with your children and get serious diseases because you didn’t vaccinate. Like a baby who is too young, or a kid who is immuno-compromised and get get vaccines. That child is at risk because of your stupid-ass decisions.
Their reasoning was that some people had a reason. For one of them, it was a family member who didn’t do that because of their faith. Are you fucking kidding me?! So, other children should have to be at risk because of some Bronze Age bullshit that a grown-ass adult only believes because they are indoctrinated with that crap as a kid?! Because no RATIONAL adult believes in a magic man in the fucking sky! That’s the crap you believe as a kid!
There’s a man with a white beard who knows what you do all the time, and he knows if you’ve been bad or good, and if you’re good he gives you presents on Christmas.
Oh, I’m sorry. I confused Gawd with Santa Claus. Their stories are so easily interchangeable. And both make about as much sense when you say them out loud.
But I can’t say shit! I can’t call them out for their stupid-ass beliefs about people who are doing real harm in the world and why we can’t just take the “to each his own” approach to this. When we’re seeing the rates of diseases that we’ve vaccinated against on the rise in this country, and more and more children getting sick, the principle I described above most definitely applies. But they’re my coworkers, and I have to be nice. Even if their beliefs on this issue are fucking stupid and need to be seriously examined.
Everywhere you look, it’s just you having to suck it up and be nice to every goddamn person everywhere because otherwise you get in trouble. It’s professional, after all. I probably have a lot of coworkers who think this way. People whose intelligence I reasonably respect until I hear crap like this. Then I have to accept that they have these working parts of their brains, and the parts that they turn off for whatever personal reason. To turn your intellect off. The cornerstone of American society.
You can’t talk about nothing with nobody. Everything has to be filtered through a censor with everyone. I’d say fuck that, but my own rational brain that actually works told me to just go out for a while and come back. Otherwise I would have torn their stupid ideas a new one, at which point I’d be in trouble. The curse of being born with a ton of common sense. Now here I am, wishing I could go back in time and pick that fight because their ideas are stupid on the face of it and somebody needs to fucking tell them!
Maybe that’s how common sense works. When you accept other people’s stupid ideas and just go about your day because the alternative is worse. And that’s why being nice sucks. Because the only way it works is if you kiss everyone else’s ass all the fucking time. Unless you have enough money to be able to tell people to fuck off.
Like this morning, I am waiting for the elevator to get to my job. There is this woman there with me. The door opens, and she just rushes inside, even though there was someone about to come out. How fucking rude! But I can’t say anything. I wanted to. Wanted to look that bitch right in the eye, with her prissy attitude and expensive clothes, shoes, and handbag, and say, “manners cost nothing, you know.” But nope! Just kept quiet and thought that this is why people across the world think that Americans aren’t civilized. You know, because we’re not.
All I want is to be financially successful enough to tell people what I really think of them. Over the weekend I told a family member what I think of her, and it felt fucking great! She is such a bitch to me that being able to tell her off was just the best. All she ever is is a complete cunt-rag to me. After our parents’ die, and we get through probate, we will likely never speak again. Fine by me! Let our familial connection die out and we go our separate ways. Will save me a lot of headache.
In the end, I just want to be the jerk that everyone claims I’m not. I don’t do good things because I want to! I do them because I feel like it would be a bigger inconvenience if I didn’t! Like when my aunt was at the hospital and stayed with her while my uncle was in surgery. If ANYONE else had shown up, I would have left! I hadn’t eaten dinner yet. I was hungry and wanted to go home! My being there at that time was a fucking accident! And she had to pile on the fucking hero worship after that. It pissed me off. Just acknowledge I did something nice and move on. Just a simple thanks, and we go about our day. But no! Down the road, she sees how negative I am online and gets so pissed because she took that initial interaction is what I am really like. I was a LOT meaner than I should have been when I lost my cool about what happened that night, but it needed to be said.
Being an adult fucking sucks, and I am sick of it. Sick of everything. Sick of being alive. But there’s no other option. I don’t have the guts to take the quick way out.
Until next time, a quote,
“You gotta kiss some serious booty to get ahead in this world. Man, that’s what I’ve been trying to tell you. See, I like to take the one-knee approach. It puts the booty, like, right in front of the lips.” – Capt. Jimmy Wilder, Independence Day