Sometimes You Have To Hold Yourself Back.
There are times when something happens or you see something and it sets you off. That’s happened to me three times in the past two days. When you write you sometimes have to be careful about what you allow to spill forth from your fingers as well as your mouth. For me that’s not easy.
I had a totally horrifying tale that I wanted to post but a dear young friend felt it might be more than I should put out there. Oh well.
It is hard to keep a lid on things at times. I see things that just make my blood boil. What has happened to the people of this country? I try every day to hold the faith in the people of this country and their intelligence but each day at least one person, usually more, will say or do something to poke a tiny little hole in that faith. Now I’m not talking politics, religion, race, or anything that should honestly matter here. I’m talking about ‘stupidity.’
I know there are a lot of videos on YouTube with people saying and doing things that would make anyone’s head spin at the ignorance spouting out of someone’s mouth but I’m smart enough to know that most of these are people doing what they do for their fifteen minutes of fame and managed to turn it into a money maker and you can’t argue with the fact that shows signs of intelligence.
The news gives me some of my biggest ‘oh my God you’ve got to be kidding me’ moments. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve turned to my husband and asked if they really did say that.
I’m talking about the spur of the moment, blink-blink, they can’t help themselves second that a person opens their mouth and out pours something so stupid that you are left with your jaw lying firmly on the floor with that ‘deer caught in the headlights look’ instant that throws your head into overdrive and the breaker switch in your brain blows out. It can honestly take you a full minute or more for your brain to reset itself and you recover from the shock and awe of what you have just been a witness to. The situation doesn’t end at that point either. You will then spend the rest of the day or maybe even weeks trying to find some point of logic or redeeming factor in what you experienced.
Remember the line about poking tiny little holes in my faith. I sometimes feel like a starship traveling through space and I’m constantly being battered by tiny little meteors that is poking holes through me from all angles and it’s only a matter of time before I implode.
Don’t take this the wrong way please. I’m not a fatalist. I still have my hope that somewhere along the way someone will step up and find a cure for dumb people. I look forward to the day when we will see a vaccine that saves the human race and that horrible plague that is the scourge of our country, no, our world. Until that time I think I’ll just start tying a scarf around my head to keep my jaw off the floor. The rest I’ll just have to continue to deal with. It might also keep me from opening my mouth and traumatizing others as I’m sure I’m guilty of.
Which way to the line for the vaccine please.
She was definitely a few pieces shy of a complete Erector Set.
"Nice equipment." said Alison.
"Don't I know it."
Would someone please make him stop excreting humanly body fluids?