Tuesday, October 16, 2012

- Stories -

Oh, humanity… How it makes my skin crawl. Among other things, of course, but humanity is such a curious and unique thing. Did I mention disturbing? You all can’t agree on the littlest things, can you? And that escalates, escalates, escalates… and pop! Like a balloon, the anger goes off. The trigger has been pulled! Can’t take back those words now. It’ll take a while to repair any damage you’ve done.

One side views a pedophile as a horrible monster that needs to be put down. The other side blames the young men and women, saying they should know better than to trust a guy they met online. Which one is right? Where does the blame fall? Now, now, don’t look at the United States’ Government to give you the answers to cosmic rulings. C’mon, now.

Here’s another one for you Pyrehearts: Girl gets manipulated by a guy and forced into having sex with him. This changes her entire world, to the point where she’s not even recognizable anymore. She’s manipulative herself, doesn’t trust anyone… speaks harshly to people she doesn’t know that well. So, whose fault is that? The guy’s, for extorting sex and turning her into that? Or is it the girl’s because she didn’t get over it, didn’t do the mature thing and be safe about who she spent time with?

How about a teen that gets pregnant because she thought she was in love? Maybe the guy thought so, too, I don’t know! But do either of them deserve the hate they get, or should they be helped because they made a mistake? Some would argue that it was justice, y’know? But maybe it’s a learning experience! Ahhh… who are we to say, am I right?

Let’s put it this way. Humanity is… special. Like clay! Your minds are so easily molded that it only takes a short while for these, ah… what do you call them? Fears? (That is such a terrific name and I applaud you forever and ever!) It only takes a short while for them to go to work on your minds, and suddenly they’ve either broken you into pieces, allowed you to live in return for ‘service’, or you’ve run off with nothing but your laptop or cell phone and a backpack. Sometimes, not even that.

To you, there’s no gray lines. There’s only the good and the bad. You concentrate on your differences when you’re so alike. One side condemns the other, the other condemns the other side for condemning. It’s a never-ending process that humanity will go through until it destroys itself. And that day is coming.

Here’s a final one for you to think about. A guy gets involved with this girl, you get me? They talk, get relatively close. Or the guy thinks so. So, he sacrifices secrecy and lets her in on a lifelong secret, one that’s caused a rift between him and the rest of his family (which, consequently, affects everything else - go figure). He tells her this secret, and she promises to keep it.

But then he starts blabber-mouthing about her little boyfriend, and she realizes it was a mistake talking to this guy. In a fit of anger, she releases the guy’s secret, telling the world that he accidentally killed his younger brother by leaving him in the woods when the older got angry. Makes it out to be murder, you get me? And everyone and their mother eats that right up, making fun of him, saying he should kill himself, too, some even suggesting that he’s killed a few people already! *GASP*

Things quiet down because, really, who gives a crap about this nobody, am I right? Well, turns out they were paying attention to him STILL - Get a bloody life, come on! - because about a month and half later he pops up with some retaliation, revealing that Little Miss Secret Keeper has a few skeletons in her closet. Bang, whole school lights up and he gets out of the “Screw You” spotlight. It’s vengeance, right? She deserved it! He’s in the right!

But some people don’t think so! Oh, nononono, don’t get me wrong. In fact, some ‘white-knights’ think that they can wield punishment in their own hands instead of leaving it to their betters. Obviously it’s retribution for what he did, right? Yeah?

And, well, I think you can kind of guess the rest. Not very subtle, am I?

You can choose which one's in the right and which one's in the "Screw You" spotlight; I'm merely an observer.

Vinny-boy, I am terribly sorry for jumping onto your account. But hey, you have to keep your audience entertained, am I right? And boy, this is gonna be a good show. Just you wait, people – big things, and I mean big things, went down at the hospital on Sunday night. I was there, of course, but why I should I spoil things for you? Its better coming out of Smokey Vin’s… eh… mouth?

xoxo,

SID

5 comments:

  1. How about this: humans are flawed and they all suck.

    But if you are what I think you are, you're a son of a bitch and you can go straight to hell.

    And if you're not, you can go to hell anyway, and take fire hazard with you.

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  2. SID, I thik you and I will get on very well.

    ~INSANITY

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  3. Even if you're only an observer, you still change things. Observation changes those who are observed.

    In fact, I think you are probably changing things quite a bit. You sick fuck.

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  4. well thats interesting. wonder how that got there. Think it might be

    probably not but you can never know for sure with their kind.

    You're the expert, not me. i know.

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    1. Anonymous12:22 AM

      That's going to quickly become annoying, Vinny Boy! Might want to get this little, uhm, 'talking to oneself' sorted out. I might have to call in the guys in white jackets!

      Wait, screw that idea. I hate doctors. Needles, little wooden slabs they put on your tongue, saying "ahhh". Bleh. SCREEEEW THAT.

      But really, Vince, you should get that checked out. Or at the very least don't do it in public. Talking like a normal person won't make it so painfully obvious that there's something wrong with you! *wink wink*

      Oh, and hey, Smokey! (Is that what we're calling it now? I like that a lot more than "Atheres", or whatever that stupid name was) How's it going, buddy? OK, so you don't know me, but whatever. I think we'll get acquainted soon - in fact, I almost guarantee it.

      But first things first! Get sorted with your new little group of hooligans, get a plan together, and then we'll talk. Hey, maybe I'll stop in to visit your new arrival, give you a brief taste of me!

      Not literally, of course. That'd be bad.

      xoxo,

      SID

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