[syracusa]

Hi everyone. Haven't been around in a looong time, hope everybody's doing good.

I have reached the conclusion that forums and debates are basically a very addictive waste of time where you think you may make a difference by saying something or bringing up a topic - when in reality, you don't.
I managed to get myself upset several times simply by participating.
So I thought I would never post again anywhere because it really doesn't mean squat.

And now, look at me, I sucomb again to the no. 1 human frailty - that of wanting to voice one's opinion. But this is not to say that I am trying to convince anybody of anything, I am just saying it to hear myself typing. I also tend to have opinions that feel quite "foreign" to the general American mind - if I am allowed a gross generalization. So there I go:

Yes, I should give money to the poor. (Please note that I said "I", I am talking about myself). I believe there are plenty of selfish, self-righteous egomaniacs in this world who believe that whatever they have it is 100% their own making (to be read "merit") and whatever those unfortunate people DON'T have, is also 100% their own making (to be read "fault"); plenty enough to make me feel ecstatic for being different.

People are not born with the same abilities but they ARE born with the same basic needs and wants. It is what I firmly believe.
I consider those with extra-abilities to do whatever - lucky - and those with fewer or no abilities - unlucky. It is as simple as that and nobody in this world could convince me that if only so and so "bum" worked harder/applied free will, bla-blah-blah, he too could be a,b,c. No he could't.
There is a reason why he is in the situation that he is; because he cannot apply the "free will"; and even he does, the results would be meager anyway.

And that's before even taking into account his disadvantaged start compared to the self-righteous who tells him "oh, if only you did so and so you would be like me".

It just happens that those "unlukcy bastards" bother me less when their lack of abilities prevent them from having "whatever" than the extent to which the "lucky bastards" bother me when they trumpet their merits, wealth, well-being and more importantly self-righteousness all over the place.

I do not trust the "self-righteous" side because they are trully annoying, mediocre minds, too busy to compare themselves with the bums and declare themselved "winners" (oh, sweet ego!) but too stupid to realize what pathetic losers they are in reality when the "big fish" on top of them live off of their "hard-work" (ever heard of heavy dividends?) - never having to work or worry a day in their entire parasitic lives.

Real scenario that made me went ga-ga (thankfully, only in my mind, I had the good inspiration to keep my mouth shut).

My sister-in-law: exasperatingly mediocre suburban housewife, librarian in theory but never bothered to actually use that "library" diploma and work a day in her life; managed to marry a guy who makes very good money and whose family also has a lot of money; lives in an embarassingly humangous house for the two people left in it; never had to worry about anything in her life, never had to work, nor does she need to worry about her children's future given that they will inherit from their father's parents big time. Both of her children screw around with some "occupations" that resemble a hobby much more than they resemble "work".
So life is good - hence we've got time and disposition to judge others.

One day I was with my husband's family (she was there too) and we were talking about the names that black people choose for their children. Everyone knows that they are very unusual.
I said that I am amazed at their resourcefulness for coming up or making up such unusual/unheard of names.
To which the 'HARD-WORKING LADY" replies:

Ahhh...yeah...if only they spent as much energy working as they spend choosing names for their children!

WAOW. WAOW. THREE TIMES WAOW.
That I wanted to bitch-slap her and see her stupid blond head flying over the room in that moment - is needless to say.
Fortunately, I didn't.

But what I did do was to remember that I use public transportation to go to work everyday; and I immediately saw in front of my eyes all those black mothers in the bus, dragging their kids to day-care at 6:00 am in the morning, then rushing to some nasty job...and then to another becasue they often need 2 to make ends meet.

And there was this spoilt bitch, thoroughly convinced that if only those people worked "hard enough" ('cause God know SHE did all her life), then this world would would be ...oh, so much better!

What is truly sad is that she is not the only one with this kind of perverted mind in this country. (Ever wonder how slavery was possible in the 18th century? Perverts will come up with anything to justify the lack of ethics and justice in their blood).

In any case, I am starting to believe that mental mediocrity is scarier than the atomic boms in and of itself.