Today's April 18th, and I have something to say. 'Magine that.
I'll be honest about one thing- and that's the reason why I'm writing this post. Or, why I ever write any of my posts. Posts are almost unfailingly the product of some emotion left over from some experience occuring within the last...2, plus or minus 1 or 2 hours. I write about them because usually, it's just easier to write about them than to talk about them. Firstly, because I write SO much better than I speak. And secondly, there's just not a real big audience for the spoken version of, "this is what happened today, this is how I felt about it, and this is how I'll apply it to humanity."
Yeah.
Anyway, three things on the brain tonight:
A. Exclusivity,
B. Outward awareness versus preferred ignorance, and
C. Standing up for oneself, one's values, and one's friends.
Not that I'm Webster, or God, but here's my opinion on exclusivity: it's a direct product of insecurity. Believe me or not? Depends. How insecure are you? Like, you know that part in Never Been Kissed, where they find out that another high school is doing their prom theme, too, and they freak out and try to find a new one, and then Guy, ONLY AFTER Rob has made Josie look REALLY cool and.."acceptable," asks Josie for a suggestion. She makes one, and then the class nervously looks around the room, waiting for Guy to approve before anyone else can.
"All you need is ONE person; ONE person to think you're cool, and you're in!" (Rob, Never Been Kissed)
Why do we DO that? Do we have some sort of assumption that inviting someone into a group will bring some kind of disapproval?
Truth?
Yeah, we do. We do that. Shirk off your pride and admit it. You've done it. I've done it, more than once. Shame on me.
Topic two: there's a lot more ignorance in the world than there is stupidity. They aren't synonomous. Stupid is as stupid does, and you can't really turn "stupid" off. But you sure can turn "ignorant" on. Let's pretend not to notice the way our actions hurt other people; let's turn a blind eye to those who need help. Cause we're all so focused on other things- on ourselves.
Topic three: What's so scary about standing up for someone? About saying, "hey. I'll hang out with you, and I'll call Stacy too, cause she might enjoy this thing we're doing."
No one's better than anyone else. You're not better than anyone else. You're not worse than anyone else. Why's that so daggum hard to incorporate into our actual freaking actions?
I'm tired, little bloggy. And sometimes, I get so sick of living here. GOODNIGHT.
TBF
