This Society (Fuckin' Rant) in Hello

  • Aug. 4, 2014, 3:18 p.m.
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I've been wanting to write this for at least two years now...

Coal Rollers. People modifying diesel trucks with a smack stack to actually bellow out that black death into the air to protest the President and the Environmental Protection Agency. I've asked this several times...can't we just get along? It is becoming such an impossible solution/dream for me.

I live in the south. Church and guns has been crammed down my throat since I was little. A bit of an off topic way of bringing my point full circle is I've been surrounded by a lot of bitter, old, tired, and overworked people my whole life. I see and hear these things from these people about how they wish I had their childhood. Goals. Accomplishments. Things were getting made. What happened?

I don't choose sides in politics. I hardly watch the news nor read any news articles. Everything just pisses me off. The sheer stupidity that people are destroying the planet for political gain would bring a tears to my eye...but the way the world is going I should save my hydration for sweating it out at work.

Nobody cares anymore.

I recall a news story from last year if I remember correctly. Young soldier being interviewed at a White House event supporting the troops. In appreciation dinner he said was needed. Something along the lines of standing in line at a Starbucks listening to the person in front berate the barista for putting too much foam in a coffee.

"What was I over there fighting for? This makes me sick..."

I can't answer that question.

Which brings me here, hearing about entitlement. The older generation complaining about the younger generation having an over inflated sense of entitlement.

I worked retail a lot of years. I've seen some pretty ridiculous things from people. But most of all...much like that soldier, I saw grown adults reduced to an angry child throwing a temper tantrum, going off on cashiers and the like...usually to get what they want or something free. Seventy-five percent of the time...their kids were present to witness this. So...in theory, the older generation's over inflated sense of entitlement was merely passed along the the younger generation...the way they were raised.

Which makes me question the supposed childhood they wish upon me...

I don't really know where I'm going with this...just been thinking a lot lately...


Not saying I've had it hard...but to get to where I am despite obstacles is a damn miracle. I'm at a 2.8 GPA for school so I hardly qualify for any scholarships, I've worked the whole time while in school. The more I work, the more my federal grant for school diminishes in amount. I have to work. I have to the money.

I helped a friend from school get on to the co op. He's really starting to get under my skin. In face there are a couple of people at school I wouldn't mind putting into a casket. This guy was three years unemployed by choice, gets a full grant...and has over a 3.0 GPA so has gotten a full scholarship plus dad was in the army so qualifies for some VA assistance...free ride the entire time. He's not some punk kid either...the guy is 32, a year older than me.

I know that I've fought tooth and nail to have what I have today in both material possessions as well as the knowledge in my mind...but someone has to see where I'm coming from.

It"s this kind of shit that ROYALLY pisses me off to the max.

So this morning he mentioned something being wrong on some parts from Friday saying it ruined his weekend. Been there, done that. But then he says, "If anyone gives me any shit about it I'll just fuckin' quit."

I hope. I really hope. Just to go back being my little place. And he go back to being some spoiled grown rich kid.

One can dream...


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