Monday, June 3, 2013

The Mud Leading the Blind Sheep

I hate people. Wait, allow me to rephrase. I hate dumb people. Do you ever wonder how people got so dumb? Let's start with one of the earliest of ways that allows us to communicate with one another: forming a written sentence. To those of us that were paying attention in grade school, we learned about contractions. For example, the words "you are" are contracted to form "you're", not 'your'. The word 'your' is an entirely different word. Let's see the uses of these words in a sentence, shall we?
  1. You are an idiot.
  2. You're an idiot.
  3. Your an idiot.
Numbers 1 and 2 are the correct way to use that contraction. In Number 3's use, an intelligent life form knows that the word 'your' deals with possession. I would like to also acknowledge verbal statements such as 'Let me "axe" you a question?' and 'I want pixza'. These are not only insulting to Paul Bunyan and his blue ox, Babe.. but also insulting to the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. So please, if not for yourself.. do it for Splinter. Anyway, since this is not an English course... i'll move along.

Now, I don't know when people started to believe that they are hotter than a hippopotamus's ball sac, but these social media creations have allowed the vanity to come out in every human. Known as 'selfies', these vain people take pictures of themselves as if they are worth more than the Sultan of Brunei and post it in these outlets for the whole world to see. And then these people wonder why stalking is an issue in this world. Below is a summary of what I mean:
Using the scenario of Instagram above, let's say Person A (mostly of the female gender) uses their 'popularity' to post random stupid stuff because they are an attention seeker and know that there are dumb idiots out there that will blindly give them the attention because they think that that person is 'cool' and someone that they aspire to be like for some reason. And then Person B double taps (similar to 'Like' on Facebook) person A's picture for that very reason. Person B is someone that finds inspiration over Person A (who doesn't give 69 craps of who they are, nor even knows their first name), who is someone born into rich parents that is spoiled, blessed with amazing looks that they never had to work for, or that doesn't know what a hard job is or what a hard life consists of. And God Forbid someone say something to this effect because in comes every white knight in shining armor from every far away land defending this Person A's honor as if this person split the atom or cares about their feelings. Good Grief. I weep. Some people really are sheep. Wait, maybe not. Sheep actually contribute to society.