The Stand. in The Napkin.

  • May 7, 2014, 12:15 a.m.
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Meditating further, morals are one of the few things I have to stand on. My likes and dislikes are very fuzzy and don't mean much to me. But at the very core of my being, I have to know I'm a "good person". And it's a very big grey area where I must stand out like the light. I don't believe in moral objectivity. No way, no how. All circumstances must be seen as such, and must be judged based on those circumstances. There are ALWAYS exceptions and different perspectives.

Furthermore, I'm willing to test friendships and piss people off by DARING to state, "Hey. That's kind of wrong." I refuse to tell people what to do, as people's lives are their own. But I'm completely okay with going against popular opinion if, in my heart, something isn't right.

I lot of things don't matter to me. I'd probably fall in line with chaotic good, I couldn't give two shits about the law. I only ask myself: Is said action hurting someone? That is all. The big shift was when I realized I needed to include myself in that "someone".

There isn't much to me. But I do know at the end of the day, I'll always have done what I thought was right.


lessoff May 07, 2014

there are so many times in my life where i want to say someone is just wrong (mostly has to do with my husbands grandma, she is a big racist, hates anyone who isnt old and a white male). but i just bite my tongue any time she says anything remotely mean cause i dont want to ruin the occasion (such as easter when she was complaining about the colored guys at the vets hospital-my mother in law said they deserve to be there, they helped out country too-good one MIL!!!) she also made a joke about liking milk shakes like an N*. which i dont even get what that means. but she says this crap in front of my step son who is 14. at least before she tried to be racist whenever he wasnt around. (she also makes perverted sex jokes but that is only when my step son isnt around. kind of gross grandma).

Fawkes Gal May 08, 2014

People don't like being called out. We probably all need it every now and then though.

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