I've just had an argument with a friend about a few posts I've made on various websites over the last few days, regarding my use of a dirty word. The dirty word I've been using is... wait for it... MISANTHROPE.
What's a misanthrope, you ask? (Please assist by pressing your *RANT ON* button now).
Depending on who you speak to, the explanation ranges from raging sociopaths (think Hitler) to sniping holy-than-thou gay poets with a dislike of society in general (think Oscar Wilde). Personally, I like to compare myself to a (currently) famous character - Dr Gregory House.
I find most of the things humanity involve themselves with to be trivial, time-wasting and futile. I am no slave to fashion, have no interest in fads or current trends, I don't care if my non-conformity costs me 'popularity points'. I lack the 'herd mentality' required to accept religion and become a slave to the expectations of others.
Whilst my list of friends is rather compact, those that do understand and accept me as I am have my undivided loyalty and respect, for life... even if they do stupid things some times and piss me off. I'm not easy to make friends with as I am so finely attuned to your body-language (a gift from my grandmother, apparently) that I preempt your next move and can have you tagged as an arsehole even before you open your mouth. I can hate you on sight... and 99.9% of the time, my original instinct is correct.
I have no time for: multi-generation-single-mum-welfare leeches, people who whinge about how life has passed them by (while sitting on their asses... watching life passing them by), women who whine about not finding the perfect man (my advice to you all is 'Don't set your standards too high and you'll never be disappointed'), people who bitch about their ill health (while smoking their 43rd cigarette and drinking their 21st scotch), those who complain about being overweight (whilst eating a kilo of deep-fried balls of bacon-fat) and those who rely on (insert your Holy Entity of Choice here) for someone to thank/blame depending on their current circumstances because they are too frightened to make their own decisions and then claim the responsibility of their actions.
People... you are what you eat. You are what you do to yourself. You are what you think is real. You are what you believe. Stop blaming outside influences, bad luck, (insert the god of your choice here), other people, family history and social restraints... get OFF your arse and make the life that you want HAPPEN. If you never accomplish all your life's goals... IT'S YOUR FAULT.
In short? Humanity needs to pull it's head in and accept responsibility for causing death, destruction, wars, famine, cruelty, crime, over-population, opression and destruction of the planet. We busy ourselves with fashion trends, power-struggles, earning too much money, bickering over who is pissing in who's corner and whether our 'god' is bigger and better than your 'god'... then killing each other because we disagree.
Have I upset you? Good... now get off your arse and make your life better.
I don't care if people find me weird... anti-social... irreverant... or just downright 'acidic' (a moniker placed on me by one of the most indecisive, uncoordinated, two-faced and socially caustic individuals I have ever had the misfortune to encounter) - if I can improve one persons life by insulting them into living another 10 years, clip the wings of some soul-damaging gossip or embarrass a woman into leaving their fist-happy husband, I've justified my place in the universe without having to make any effort.
Whilst I hate many (with justification) and love very few (with all my heart)... I fear nothing and am content with who I am...
...and I'm happy about that :)
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