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Adele, Atrophy, Brain, driving range, emotionally arrested, home, mental atrophy, Parenting, riots, Road rage, sarcasm, Violence and Abuse
What a world.
Riots in the UK echo the idiocy of world-wide road rage mania in full tilt boogie.
Did you know that boogies are actually a nasty word? They are green and come out of your nose and your Mom tells you, “Don’t do that in public.” Well, most Moms tell you that.
But I cannot imagine what was said to the raging riotous fools rampant on this orb of ours as they grew into physical adulthood with the idea that demonstrating your “dumb as mud” mentality is at all attractive. I find it beyond disturbing and even quite revolting, to employ a slightly oxymoronic descriptive.
Then there’s the Casey Anthony mother.
Oh. Did I say mother? Do forgive me.
I’m really not certain but I think I may have meant breeding machine.
It appears I may be suffering from being emotionally arrested at about age three. Either that or I am contracting that contagious disease identifiable only as selective mental atrophy from the idiots disguised as adults who proliferate our planet.
Rumor has it (no I did not swipe that from Adele, it was around long before her song) that Casey Anthony’s breeding machine is trying to make a book deal. If there is a God in heaven, why is this being allowed?
Why are there people motoring around with driving licenses who apparently do not understand the simple rules for a four-way stop, as seen on my daily commute, yet same people can breed and mess up as many children as they like without even so much as a road test?
Please understand this is in no way meant to reflect on “all parenting.” It is not. But there has to be something wrong somewhere along the line when grown adults truly believe their ill behaviour appropriate and show no sign of change or growth in terms of controlling their own obviously asinine choices.
Why are said children long past the age of majority still blaming their parents or the unfairness of the world or society at large, for their own chosen actions?
My family was raised on the idea that once an adult, it is up to us to make the best choices we can to be the best people we can and do the best we can. It is called being responsible. And knowing better.
We knew the difference between right and wrong, good and bad, kind and nasty, before we even hit primary school.
Is anybody out there as sick and tired as I am of hearing the lame defenses from such poor excuses for human beings that it makes you want to hurl?
All of the three-year olds in my world know how to behave far better than aforesaid “adults” who could do to take a few lessons from the sharing, caring and “goodness walking” tots around them. Instead of killing them or their sweet, hopeful spirits.
Okay. I’m done. Ready to listen to you now. But… I still wonder…
Is there a permanent full moon out there or what?
There’s a lot of anger, hate, and fear in the world. Also an inability to accept responsibility for one’s own actions (I have the reverse problem). Why? Answering that question would be as helpful as chasing waves in the ocean. Human behavior is complicated and can’t be reduced to a few simple explanations–unlike what the media suggests with the Dr. Phils of the air waves.
I understand your frustration. The only way I can cope with this chaotic world is to shield myself from the worst of it. When a little of it gets in, I turn on my compassion and send loving thoughts to everyone who is struggling. Then I turn my compassion towards myself, because after sending out all that energy, I need a lot of self-love to replenish myself.
The only way I can make a difference is to be kind every day. One person at a time. I can’t fix the violence in the UK or the propensity in people to kill their own offspring. But I can emmulate kindness to each person I encounter. Maybe it will rub off on a few and they’ll be kind to people they encounter…That’s the only way I now how to help this crazy world.
Love your take. It’s what I do, too, but every now and then the lid blows off, lol. Kindness, kindness, kindness. It’s our boomerang and if we don’t send it out, it can’t come back… ever… Doing our best in our own little corner of the world is truly key… it does rub off and it does return… I’ve had so many miracles and unexpected blessings that cannot otherwise be explained so I know it to be true… just need to vent every so often lol Thank you for such a thoughtful reply, appreciate your visit
I posted to this earlier. Not sure what happened to my comment. Oh WELL! It is very hard to understand a total lack of value for one’s fellow man or their belongings. I have been poor. I have been well off, and everything in between. Never would I ever wish to destroy people I felt slighted by, what would that serve? I do not understand the reasonings that people try to give about such behavior.
I am sorry, but I do not find any excuse for such behavior. I am not sure what the answer is … but I am concerned our time to address this is fast slipping away. May that no be the truth.
Thank you for reposting, Shonnie, I don’t know where your original got to, either, it’s not here, lol. Yes, I feel as you do, if your intentions are impure and negative, you will somehow wind up wearing it and there is no excusing nasty choices. Best to err on the side of kindness as I always say. I don’t have any answers either. It just freaks me out sometimes to think that human beings can be so cruel and harmful to one another. Let’s hope truth arrives before more terrible tests of endurance with the passage of time. I, too, share your concerns. Maybe our collective energies can traverse the ethers to expand the thoughts of goodness… maybe… anything is possible