Friday, November 20, 2015


I should stay off social media when anything of any significance is happening in the world. But I don't, so I let off steam by ranting a little. I am reminded how intolerant the world is, and it hurts my heart and my brain. I am still recovering from the ups and downs of postpartum hormones, so my emotions get a bit out of whack from time to time. I am sure these are exacerbated by reading the hate-filled words that fill the Facebook timelines. The world is not going to hell in a hand basket because school children don't say the Pledge of Allegiance anymore (my public school child still says it daily in class). Obama is not causing the demise of Earth. The world is not going to hell any faster or any differently than it ever has before. Muslims are not ruining the world. No, they should not be deported, or rounded up and imported into a database, or IN ANY WAY, have to explain their religious beliefs.  This is not Nazi Germany. Remember all those millions of Jews (see also: refugees) that were murdered? Refugees are not ruining the world. To say they are... it's disgusting. Today, refugees are running from a war that our country had a hand in creating. Do people forget how generally fucked up the world has always been? In fact, when has the world not had fucking awful things going on? If you feel the world is so god awful, be the change. Posting bullshit memes on social media is not being the change. Being the change is fucking educating yourself. This does not include hitting the share button on every politically charged, and likely factually inaccurate post you read on Facebook. Do some due diligence. Is the shit you're sharing even true? If it's on Facebook and has no source attached, it's probably bullshit. Remember that. Even if it has a source attached, is it factual or just propaganda? Read. Research. Fucking. Educate. Yourself.

One more rant. Pity parties are not pretty. Stop. A party of one is not a fun party to be at. Pull up your bootstraps, your panties, grab those fucking chonies and get yourself together. Everybody else's happiness was not put here to highlight your sad existence. In fact, the only thing that highlights a sad existence is you - highlighting your sad existence. There is always a reason to be happy. This does not mean you have to be happy all the time - this means try being happy sometimes. Appreciate the things you do have. Appreciate that you live in a first world country. Clean water and food are not only accessible, but so are cigarettes, liquor, soda, and fast food. Every vice you can imagine, you can EASILY ACCESS. Hell, take a minute to appreciate the fact that you are not a refugee trying to find safety for your refugee children while being compared to terrorists. 

And on a final note, realize how privileged you are.

1 comment:

  1. I am so tired of hearing/seeing people say that "we have homeless veterans here and we need to help them first". We have had homeless veterans in this country since we became a country! If it's such a priority to help our own, why do we have Republican senators voting against passing bills that would provide veterans with better health care and benefits? It's infuriating!

    So we're not going to help our own, and we also don't want to help innocent people, including women and children, who are running from the very terror that we claim we want to avoid by keeping them out (even though we helped create that terror in the first place)? I can't wrap my mind around how anyone can look at those pictures of little babies and children bleeding and drowning and dying, and refuse to help! I can't imagine being in a position where things were so bad and so scary that putting my children in a boat to nowhere, without me, because they *might* survive, is the best option, and my heart aches for those mamas and daddies who have had to make that choice.

    "Give us your tired, your poor, your huddled masses, yearning to be free... " -- the Statue of Liberty stands as a symbol of our country while our people thumb their noses at the tired, the poor, and the huddled masses. How cowardly.