Tuesday, May 22, 2007
I'm so mean
Most people I know tell me I'm mean. I think that it's just a case of scocietal convolusion. Take the "Blonde Bombshell" for instance. She never has to open her own door, buy her own drink, ask for help or apologize. All this because of the way that men, and even some women, treat her based on her looks. This way of life isn't special for her, it's just normal. She doesn't think the people who do these things are out of the ordinary. So the few isolated people who don't treat her that way are, by comparison, mean. If I get pulled over for 80 in a 65 and the cop cites me for waste of finite resources then he's being really nice, 5 mph more and it was a felony and this citation doesn't even count as points against my license. Same sitcuation for the blonde and the cop was mean to write her up at all. My meanness amounts to a lack of lying. In reality I think it's mostly being nice. I don't offer rave reviews of an unpracticed performance that sucked. I say it sucked and you should have practiced. That's being honest, not mean. Encouraging people to continue not practicing so that they will never get really good, all the while decieving them into thinking that they are good, that just sets them up for failure on the braoder scale. In my opinion that is the real meanness. If I tell you three things you need to work on it's because masterning those things will improve your performance to a level you should be proud of. How many of your friends treat your failures as great accomplishments and encourage you to feel good about an effort you know to be grossly inferior. It's seams that that is the social definition of niceness.
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