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Thursday, June 9, 2011

~Looking at the world through cloudy windows~

"Defend the wicked. Celebrate the wrong. Decorate the ghastly. Learn from the fools. Prize the worthless. Woe the times in which we live."
The above quote came from a recent debate which all started from a rant by a well known rapper, Lupe Fiasco. He recently said that in his opinion, President Obama, my BFF, :-), was at this time "the biggest terrorist" and of course, was immediately attacked for his immature statement. Lupe Fiasco is, for one, not actually Lupe Fiasco. He was born Wasalu Mahammad Jaco, and raised Muslim, and is still practicing his religious beliefs to this day. That said, he has every right to his beliefs and opinions, however, he also said that he does not vote, because, " casting a ballot for a politician for him is an endorsement of everything that person does. He won't do that for any presidential candidates because "I don't want you to bomb some village in the middle of nowhere," he said."  Um, okay? First of all...LOL. Lets just point out, for arguments sake, just because, as I pointed out, Mr. Obama IS my BFF, that his stance on the policy that Fiasco is taking issue with is actually in the SAME opinion as Fiasco's. If maybe, just maybe, Fiasco might take a moment to pick up a paper, or listen to the news, he would have heard or read this quote....
"....We meet at a time of great tension between the United States and Muslims around the
world — tension rooted in historical forces that go beyond any current policy debate. The
relationship between Islam and the West includes centuries of coexistenc­e and cooperatio­n, but also conflict and religious wars. More recently, tension has been fed by colonialis­m that denied rights and opportunit­ies to many Muslims, and a Cold War in which Muslim-maj­ority countries were too often treated as proxies without regard to their own aspiration­s....."

President Obama Cairo, Egypt
June 4, 2009 
So....yeah...anyway, back to my point. Lupe, Lupe,'s the thing. I agree with your quote. I do. Not with the context in which you chose to use it, which was later on your Twitter page, but the quote itself, because when I read it, I thought about some of the things I had been bothered by, and it pertained to most of them. Allow me to continue.
People are fucking fake.  Down to their very core of their center. They look themselves in the mirror every single day, admire themselves, and yet, they know they don't have one damn redeeming quality. How in the hell do they do it? I just don't get it? It drives me insane! I don't get how everyone "clack clacks" around with this annoying bullshit, and worships all the wrong things. Really people. Get a grip! 
When we went to Grand Cayman, I really did leave so much behind. I know some are reading this and not understanding what I am saying, but those are exactly the people that I want to let go of. I don't have time for you. Go away, and take your nonsense with you. I found a center of peace and I am holding on to it. I don't worship celebrities and coach purses. I don't give a rat's ass about $150 jeans, or that someone has 12 credit cards in their wallet. All that means is that they are up to their fake ass hair color in debt, and don't have a pot to piss in, or a window to throw it out off. I don't care about how many friends are on your Facebook list, and I really don't care about ass kissing my way into any promotions to get anywhere. The "furious five" at work don't even realize how unstable their jobs are, and how quickly it all can, and probably is, crumbling out from under them at this very moment. Shallow and foul people make me sick. There is this disgusting woman at my job that talks about all of us, daily. She speaks badly about every single one of us. She said horrible things about me to one of my co-workers, then walked right up to me and tried to talk to me not two minutes later. She continuously tries to talk to me like I am stupid, like I don't know that she has more faces than Joan Rives has had face lifts. I don't even respond to her, I just walk away. My supervisor continuously harbors ill will towards me, for reasons still unknown to me. I see people who have more money than they need treating others, who worked entirely too hard, like garbage...simply because they feel like they can. Does this make them feel good? I have watch people jump defenseless victims, for no other reason other than they wanted to simply amuse themselves. Recently, a person who claimed that they were a good friend of mine, tried to manipulate and pry themselves in between myself and my husband, simply out of their own childish insecurities. People make no sense.
This is why I keep to myself. This is why I spent countless conversations explaining to my cherished children and to my best friend and now, my husband Carl, that it is so very important to realize the true things in life that really matter. Do not celebrate those that don't. Understand that some people are NOT your friends. Realize that some people are NOT hero's simply because they are on a television show, or they play a sport. Actors get paid an obnoxious amount of money to pretend, yet everyone acts like they are special. They are NOT. Teachers are special. Doctors are special. Music teachers, Art teachers, someone who sat and taught you how to write, your Grandmother, who sat with patience and taught you how to hold the crochet needle, while you clumsily fumbled with the yarn. The friend who is always there, no matter how many years go by, no matter what the circumstance, no matter what happens, no matter how broke we are, no matter how bad it gets. 
Life will teach you that the falsehoods are not to be celebrated. Do not fall for the fakes. Our world seems to be in this constant state of dreamland, and everyone thinks that they are on this reality show, that it's all funny, and we can get rich, and famous, but no. The truth is, life is hard. Most of us have to work really hard, and most of us will find that our reality is that the harshness of it all brings about a severity that most can't deal with. This is why you must surround yourself with loving, caring, and truthful individuals that will stand by you. Don't waste time with "label whores" who are out there looking for nonsense. Find the true hearts that will laugh, and love, and help you enjoy the beauty in this world. If it all burns down tomorrow, a coach purse won't hug you and tell you it's gonna be okay. Kim Kardashian's $10 million dollar engagement ring isn't going to help her run from zombies either. LOL. I'm gonna stick with my Fam Bam, and the rest of the world can kiss our ass.