Wednesday, July 9, 2008

Pampering.

It's gotten out of hand. Why does society pamper those who deserve nothing more than a stern scolding and a kick to the rear. I feel like everyone is playing powderPuff kiddie sport, toying with a fake baseball while not even attempting to step up to the plate. You've seen those 40-year-old-somethings that protected little Jimmy even when he just sucked and should have picked up model rocketry instead of T-ball. You've seen those dirty dumpster punks who could have worked the greenhouse, but decided instead to go tear up some old lady's weeds, the alternative to planting in some smelly warehouse. You don't see the Principal take it easy on these chaps. You don't see them just pat their hand and pass over a Get-Outta-Jail Free voucher. They learn the hard way that life will not tolerate their messy immaturity. So why do we tolerate it when a politician jumps up and down like a toddler? Why do we allow that trashy prostitute to offer services to the cop who just arrested her? Why do we play hide-and-go-seek with greenbacks when the Federal Reserve gives inside employees Swiss Bank accounts in exchange for indiscriminately misplaced scoffings of hard-working middle class patrons? Did we ever tolerate straight up violence at the playground? I see the shortcoming in the adult work; life ain't fair for a reason. Adults are just as scummy as those junkies that burn wood in trash bins during the winter to prolong the high. All those nice barbeques and social etiquettes can be washed down the toilet for all I care; where is dignity? I'll continue to stare blankly forward next time I see the well-dressed businessman open the door in overly dramatic chivalratic form for that despondent secretary who can't wait to go to lunch to snack on some minimal-caloric granola bar, all the while talking about her ungodly new neighbors and that hot intern. It's all so wrong. Maybe that guy who just didn't fit in all that time really was the truest of them all. Maybe he just didn't want to pamper, or be pampered. Maybe, he knows life ain't all it's cracked up to be.

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