Oh, you're offended? Stick around............
A couple of days ago I posted on Facebook a story about people (commonly referred to as the Social Justice Warriors) roasting legendary author S.E. Hinton ("The Outsiders") for her honest answer to the question "Were Johnny and Dally gay?". Her answer was a flat and unequivocal "No". Pretty straightforward, right?
Apparently not so much in this brave new world where your fucking feelings are supposed to matter more than what the person who wrote the damn book actually said. Who the fuck do you think you are to dispute what the woman who created the story tells you?! And that's the shit that really grinds my gears (as Peter Griffin would say in his nasal drone). The Outsiders thing is a perfect case in point example.
Oh, you don't like that fucking answer? Tough shit. Life is full of answers that you aren't going to like. Do you need a safe place for your feelings? There isn't one. Get the fuck over it. Grow a fucking pair and realize that just because it "offends" you and some other pussies like you doesn't mean that anyone else has to give a shit about your opinion. Did Mommy and Daddy tell you that everybody else would? Well, they lied to your dumb ass.....and I'm sure that's not the only lie that they told you. There were plenty. The participation trophy was the tip of a very big iceberg.
It's indicative of the biggest problem we have in this country (I say this country because I don't have any fucking idea what life is like in England or South Africa or Bum Fuck Egypt). There is a notion espoused in the "don't forget your helmet and reflective vest" generation that you can somehow escape all of the bad shit that's out there if you're either well protected enough or if you pretend it doesn't exist. You can't. Does that mean that it will come for you and kick your door in? The odds are in your favor. In all likelihood you'll go your whole life without any of that major suffering. We Americans are unbelievably fortunate to live where we do with the protections and freedoms that we have. You're safe, in other words.
I'm aware that this doesn't change the fact that all manner of fucked up shit happens in the world. There are atrocities committed daily all over the world. There always have been and (here's a newsflash) THERE ALWAYS WILL BE!!! Your outrage won't change shit. If it makes you feel good to try and help then there is not a damn thing wrong with that. Give some massive company your money so they can keep 90% and use 10% for the cause you "support". Go ahead and tweet out your vitriol about the bearded redneck who said he doesn't agree with gay marriage. Be funny and hashtag some shit like #dicksoutforharambe. You know how much difference it'll make? Zilch.
It will get that oxytocin flowing, though. So there's that. Just please don't think that you are changing the world with your outrage. In a world where everyone wants to be a unique and special snowflake the most common thing you'll find today are offended, whiny bitches.
You know how I deal with all of the stupid shit that goes down everyday, be it abroad or across the country or my neighborhood? I handle my own shit. I protect and provide for my family and look out for my friends who will be directly impacted by my assistance or comforted by my feelings.
99 times out of every 100 when I even think about being "offended" I choke that shit down. It's useless. I bathe myself in highly offensive jokes and fucked up humor, because at the end of the day it is just a bunch of silly words. Your standup comedians understood that God is the greatest standup comedian of all.
He or She laughs at all of our sound and fury, because it really doesn't signify a damn thing.....except that maybe we're a bunch of assholes.
I think I've said it before, but the best thing that you can do is try to treat others the way you want to be treated. That's it. Keep your circle small and take care of those fuckers. Atlas was a fool; big shoulders don't mean you're capable or that anyone will care even if you get the world up there.
