Monday, October 19, 2015

Bugger Off

Since I first started using social media, I've run into a few characters, and some really interesting people.  I guess it's like anything else in life; you take the good with the bad, the beautiful with the ugly, the brilliant with the fucking stupid.  The thing is, to try to avoid arguing too long with the latter. Some people are just a waste of time.

Problem is, they seem normal until that moment when they stick a screwdriver up their nose, pose with their AK-47, or confess that one batshit crazy thing that just makes you go,"whoa…."

And usually, your first reaction is to say,"No, no, dude/lady…..that's not how it is," but you have no freaking idea how intrenched they are in their particular fetish/fantasy/philosophy/politics.  And part of you wants to give them the benefit of the doubt, because up to that point, they seemed rather interesting, rather nice, rather…..rational.  Granted, people are people, and we're going to have different points of view and opinions, but some people are like trying to argue with a KKK member that blacks are equal to him.  Na gaa happen.  No way.  No how.

The weird thing is, they're probably thinking that you're reasoning is as fucked-up as you think theirs is.  They may tell you that they're free-thinking, liberal, worldly, open to new ideas, etc., etc., but in that one special way, they live in a very airtight bubble and there's no way you're going to burst it for them.

So, what you just have to do is stop.  Just stop, and put behind you all the time you fucking wasted getting to know this person.  Seems like a bit of a loss, actually, but you have to realize that they're basically on a mission with their particular line of thought, and you're now the enemy.

Oh, well.  C'est la vie……

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