Wherein I Give Up a Bad Habit for the Good of All Mankind
Everyone has bad habits and I’ve realized one of mine happens to be being mean. Some may call it a talent. To be specific, and the one part of being mean that I am addressing here, I have a bad habit of calling people dumb. I’ve realized that every day for probably the past 10 years I have called someone dumb, stupid, ignorant or ignoramus. And not just people close to me. Friends, family, people on the street, strangers, friends of friends on Facebook, people on other people’s pages, bloggers, the radio station, all of the news channels, all of the weathermen (except this weatherman-I was totally not at fault for this), everyone on the internet, people that don’t know me, people I don’t know, old people, and even animals.
And I am not addressing it because I think I was wrong about these people being dumb. I still believe that at the time, they totally deserved what I was saying. Not taking that back. I’m no waffler. If I called you stupid I meant that shit. Doesn’t mean I think you are forever dumb, but at the time you were being an asshole or said or did something that made you not very smart.
But what if, ignorance really is bliss? I realize I am not the dumb people police. What if people don’t need their ignorance pointed out; what if they don’t need to find out they are stupid? I am pretty sure millions of dum-dums have lived and died happily, without ever knowing they were stupid.
My plan (and I’m totally serious about this) is to completely cut out that part of being mean. YOU need me to be mean. That isn’t changing. But I am guessing that maybe no one needs me to call them dumb. Starting now, I will refrain from calling anyone dumb, stupid, ignorant, idiot, ignoramus, or my favorite “you big dummy”. And I know you think I’m going to pull up the thesaurus and find something to replace it with, but I am not. Sort of like Lent, except I don’t really get anything special for giving up calling people idiots. In fact, this may be going completely against God’s plan for me if I happen to be on this earth solely to tell people they’re stupid. Hey, there are no small parts, only small actors…
Just in case, I am reserving the right to still call people shitbirds and assfaces. That isn’t going to insult anyone’s intelligence and doesn’t really mean anything. Also, I can’t control the “You are dumb. So dumb” look. My face has a mind of it’s own.
Baby steps.
Do you have a mean habit? You’re friends with me. I know you do.
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