Tuesday, December 27, 2016

You and I

Greetings good citizen, for today's puzzle we examine that seemingly immeasurable gulf between the 'normal' person and the obviously self-absorbed navel gazers like myself.

I readily admit to being 'fractured', in Mel Brooks parlance, 'Abby Normal' but why do I rant while you, er, grit your teeth and soldier on?

Is it 'weakness' on my part or is it 'stupidity'? I'm sure some of you have it figured out and even a few more would be inclined to share that observation with the rest of us if it didn't mean exposing yourself to the dreaded 'ridicule of others'.

Me, the answer is obvious, DILLIGAF...I really and truly don't.

See, that was quick. Bet you thought we were going to go exploring the valley of the ID, seeking out moral/intellectual 'superiority' that doesn't really exist.

You, for all your denial, are much more 'like' me than not. I'll go you one better, the 'differences' are more just a matter of perspective. In the end we're not 'different' at all, we merely see things differently.

Is it 'helpful' to learn the differences? Again, the answer depends...it depends on something most of you gave up on long ago, 'happiness'.

[Not saying you ALL did, just the ones that consider themselves 'adults'. It's a 'sign of maturity' when we put our own 'happiness' aside so we can make others, if not 'happy' then at least 'less dreary' (often a completely unappreciated sacrifice too, making it that much more pitiful.)]

How ironic even those who steal your 'comfort' often 'sacrifice it' [by socking it away in a trust fund] so their progeny can be considered 'equals' with those who had like-minded parents]

Happiness: Personal usually is an afterthought for most adults. Then again, happiness is a 'relative' term. We all know the boss is never, er, 'happy' because 'it' (regardless of what 'it' is) can always be 'improved'

So in that respect, Happy is out the window (despite some damn impressive performances being presented in a vain attempt to 'placate' the never happy boss...belaboring the question, 'why do we bother?')

Did you see it coming? I just turned the corner of obvious and now we arrive at 'in your face'.

Under for profit capitalism, there is no such thing as 'happy'. It is as if it doesn't exist...and THAT is a major problem...especially for the likes of the President elect.

Here is a man that lives for failure, a man whose favorite words are 'you're fired' [despite it being HIM that sent YOU on the 'fool's errand' in the first place, for that HE should be given the axe!]

In his mind, terminating the adequate is supposed to produce superior results...(while in both cases the results remain merely adequate.)

It is what it is. The sooner you accept this the sooner you can begin to embrace the 'Happy' again.

You make yourself miserable for someone that has a vested interest in NEVER being satisfied. [Emphasis on the NEVER!]

Those raises you never got and those vacations you never took all ended up in his thankless kid's trust fund!

Why? So the kid would be 'happy'.

Which is to belabor the obvious, sacrificing YOUR happiness (and along with it, your 'peace of mind'...how many of you spelled 'peace' the other way? Where's your dunce cap? GO put it on now! There's peace of mind and a piece of your mind, two different things entirely! Wake up out there!)

Happy SHOULD BE 'job one, good citizen! Ending want and poverty are easy to do if we set them as goals...but we don't.

NOW how many of you understand that our political/economic system is FUBAR?

No, this doesn't drive me crazy because we have come 'full circle'.... the 'answer' is DILLIGAF but now the arrow is pointing in the opposite direction, it's YOU who do not give (likely because you don't have one, talk about cheapskate capitalists...pay is so bad most of us can't even afford one!

Point, match and set! We aren't different at all, we merely tell ourselves different lies.

Viva la difference!

Thanks for letting me inside your head,

Gegner


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