Introduction

I have always been a "good girl."  By this I mean I dress modestly, I am respectful towards my elders, I help people when I can and do my very best to avoid hurting anyone.  Because of this, I get my fair share of elderly women asking why can't their grandchildren be more like me, and the single parents in my life thrust their children at me in the vain hope that I can somehow influence them in the right direction.  The main thing these people comment about, however, is how I and other "good kids" are not angry like our peers.  We don't swear at every other word.  We don't rebel for the sake of rebellion.  And when we are angry, it's justified and we avoid saying things we'll regret later.  I have nearly all of my friends and family convinced that I occasionally get frustrated, maybe even annoyed, but am otherwise calm.

Bullshit.

I am angry.  Very, very angry.

I'm not angry about politics.  Fuck that.  I could care less if liberals or conservatives are in power.  It doesn't fucking matter.  I don't care about religion.  If it makes you happy, go for it.  But on an individual level, people make me sick.  Young and old alike, all vying for the poster child of either abortion or euthanasia.  I'm sorry, Jersey Shore already won that privilege, you can go back to being real people now.

Go to a city.  Any city, as long as it has a homeless population.  People drive past in their brand new cars on their way to buy some overpriced dog meat that will only make them fatter, and can't even be arsed to share some with the veteran on the street corner who's too disabled or insane to hold down a job.

Go to nearly any retail outlet and ask the employees how they're treated.  If they're honest, most of them will tell you tales of human waste that will make you just as sick of humanity as I am.

Tomorrow, my town will become swamped with freshman, and I will be forced to listen to them whine about not being able to afford a $200 dollar coat because their daddy won't give them the money on top of the free ride he's already given them.   And the car.  And the iPhone.  And the top of the line computer they don't actually need.  They've never worked for a single thing in their lives, and they think they deserve everything.

It's not just the young people, either.  The old are just as bad.  They want special treatment for the amazing achievement of not dying.  Discounts, respect, obedience.  I'll respect you as a human, but don't expect me to respect your opinions when you go on and on about how the problem with us young kids is we don't give you enough as you survive on benefits you deny more destitute people.

No one cares.  Who gives a fuck who you hurt, as long as you get that next promotion, a fancier car, a bigger house?  Why should you give up a few hours on the weekend to volunteer?   As long as your needs and every little desire are met, why should anyone else matter?

And god help me, I'm part of the problem.