As you can probably tell from the title, this blog began as a place for biting commentary on the condition of humanity. It was a place to rail against the people and things that I found ridiculous about the world. I realize that was an arrogant mission, but I saw this as a place to vent without hurting anyone.
However, the blog has evolved. Now, I write about travel, music, movies, and funny things that happen. It is mostly light-hearted stuff about the things that I enjoy.
This change has come about for a couple of reasons.
First, I have changed. I found the love of my life, and that changed my view of the world.
Second, people I know started reading the blog, and I do not want to air my grievances out for everyone. It is one thing to write for people around the world and another to write for people down the street.
With all of that being said, I have found myself in a dark mood for the past several days. I have witnessed people acting like imbeciles, and that makes me want to divert back to my old writing ways. It also makes me wish that the real world was like the world we see on the screen.
Remember the kid that Billy Mumy played on The Twilight Zone? He was the one who could make anything happen just by thinking it. People were afraid to cross him because he could make them disappear or turn them into some kind of freakish toy.
When someone does something completely ignorant, I imagine that I have that power.
Remember Josey Wales? When someone got in his way, he shot them and spit on their forehead. Lone Watie, his traveling companion, said, “I notice when you get to dislikin’ someone they ain’t around for long.” Captain Terrill, Josey’s enemy, said, “Not a hard man to track. Leaves dead men wherever he goes.”
When someone does something completely ignorant, I imagine that I have been dropped into the world of Josey Wales.
Obviously, these are things that are not done in polite society and are things that I would not do if I had the opportunity. However, that does not make me any less angry that I imagine the kid or Josey were supposed to be.
I used to be selfish in the fact that I would get angry when I felt someone had done something stupid that affected me. That was when I was a bachelor who lived alone. Now, I get angry when I feel that someone has done something stupid that affects my wife, my stepdaughter or the rest of my family.
I cannot be the kid on The Twilight Zone, and I cannot be Josey Wales. However, I can do everything in my power to protect them from the craziness. From the people who do not act before they think. From the people who only think of themselves. From the people who refuse to take responsibility for anything.
I am not perfect, and I have done some bad things in my life. I have hurt people. I have hurt myself. However, I always knew that many of the things were my fault. If I was the kid on The Twilight Zone or Josey Wales, then those are the people I would go after first – the ones who leave carnage in their wake and do not know who is causing it. They are the true imbeciles who surround us.
SBI: A Thinning Crowd 
For this very reason I have written … and will write again … about the trolls that surround us. There are a lot of people who get their kicks causing misery to others. I don’t understand why anyone would enjoy causing pain. I have a very active policy of cutting off the trouble makers at the neck … to the best of my ability. I really enjoy your blog. You’re funny, literate, smart and diverse. I like all of those things. And you know stuff. Without being as asshole about it. Don’t let the imbeciles bring you down.
Thanks. I won’t let them bring me down. Actually, I can handle the online ones. It’s the face-to-face ones that get to me.
Especially when you work for them.
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Imbeciles will never be an extinct specie! Quite the opposite: it is growing day by day! Intelligent blog!
Thank you for reading and for commenting. I think I’ll keep the name, then.
I want to argue with you, but I can’t think of any way to disagree. I don’t want it to be true.
We all relate with what you say, but killing the bad guys is not the answer (we somehow inherently know that) and we just get tired of it all – beaten down – and want to get off the wheel. How we each go about that is our journey … excuse my sermon.
It was a good sermon.
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