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Judgement Day

Don’t judge.

In my own judgmental way, I try not to. 

It’s like that phrase, “Don’t hate.”

This is always said by people who judge and hate so much that, as a person, it defines them. 

These are the same people who also claim they can’t stand “Drama”.

This is because they exist in a hip deep pile of drama and drag that shit along with them.

And if you just thought “That’s not me”.

Yes it is, quit being a pussy and at least be honest with yourself, even if you can’t with everyone else.

And if you still can’t agree that this is how you live, what you need is what alcoholics call a “Moment of clarity”.

Here is the bonus for you.

Addicts need to hit rock bottom before they find their clarity. 

Emotional rock bottom is less messy on the outside and easier to hit. 

Inside you are a mess, but on the outside? You didn’t shit yourself, got yourself in a bar fight you really should have known better and (most of?) your relatives are still talking to you. (So you still get an invite to Thanksgiving.)

But how do you recognize if you are a broken train wreck.

Here is a HUGE indicator.

If someone has ever told you “That’s rude.” in response to something you just said, and your response is, “Truth hurts”.

Then you’re a bitch.

And that is not directed at any particular gender. (Guys have the capability to be much bigger bitches than the ladies.)

But there is hope. 

The silver lining in all of this is that salvation is just a short distance away.

Stop being a bitch. 

Simple phrase, complex concept, especially if you have been existing in a bubble of negativity for a decade or more. (Most have and its a pretty wretched place to be without realizing it.)

I can hear your denial from here.

And your accusations.

What about you?

Are you familiar with the phrase “Water off a duck’s back”?

It takes not caring to another level.

Take this test. 

Have you ever had someone tell you that you are an asshole?

How did that make you feel?

If you answered the question at all, you have no choice but to stop being a bitch.

It’s the difference between viewing it as judgement or observation/identification.

Like asking a frog his opinion of the water.

So here is the recipe for Shakubuku. (Buddhist term for the path of a happier nature.)

Shut the fuck up. 

That simple.

And while you are shutting up, start listening.

Not to words, those spew out of most people’s mouths at a rate consistent with the flow of a large sewage pipe.

But what do they mean?

This isn’t Avatar, but you need to make the bond. 

Phrasing, body posture, eyes respiration, all the basic skills of an FBI profiler go into truly listening to other people.

And only then, do you realize the truth.

Most of them don’t have anything to say.

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Posted by on December 1, 2019 in Uncategorized

 

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Turning the other cheek has never been my thing.

50 shades of blog.

That is my life right now.

For those that didn’t put down their Highlights magazine or the latest copy of 17 magazine in order to read the book or couldn’t get an adult to buy you a ticket for the movie, 50 Shades of Grey is housewife porn about S & M.

I always found the concept of S & M a little silly, and then I realized something.

Turns out, I am totally into it.

I write a weekly blog, and I really work on the rude, like more than most people would think.

Over 4 years, close to 600 posts.

Thats a lot of rude.

But the hate mail has been pretty solid for the last two years.

And it suddenly occurred to me that I am setting myself up for a weekly flogging, all the while whining like some sort of prison bitch about my lot in life.

Here is the issue.

Its all email.

I was perplexed as to why people would send a private message to chastise me when they could comment at the bottom of the post and do it publicly.

And then it hit me.

Because its public.

The whining fucking maggots that piss and moan every week prefer to hide in the shadows as they take their shots.

Confrontation in a public forum might lead to the one thing they fear most.

Someone might chastise them.

And they can’t take that.

So, I have made a little change in the set up.

This will be the last week an email option will be available on this site.

Got something to say? Do it in public or shut up and take it.

So, this is your last chance to take a private swing.

Next week? We will throw down in public.

I have said it before, but you came into my yard.

Welcome to Thunderdome, bitch.

I am not getting misty eyed about it, but there are a few of my dedicated critics that I will miss.

I only know them by their email names.

Tiny Mouse, from New Zealand, sent me the first hate email I ever received.

Calls me a belligerent cis-male every now and then.

Has never understood that I do not view that as an insult.  (A cis-male is someone who insists on being viewed as the gender they were born to. The connotation being that you are doing it just to be an ass.

I view my gender as the default setting. I am a guy. So is Bruce Jenner. I will call him Caitlin, but I will not call him a woman until he has his junk removed.)

Another favorite critic is Newhall who is lurking somewhere in Southern California.

Newhall is a unicorn with a winning lottery ticket in his mouth.

Male, and has about a dozen cats. (I have replied to his most heated hate emails with accusations of cat-rape and that just throws him into a frenzy.)

Usually your crazy cat person is a woman.

And while Newhall has tried so hard to make me see my misogynistic racism, its just not a concept I can understand. No doubt a side effort of my cis-maleness.

And he has found it in places that I had no idea that misogyny could exist in.

I have written tens of thousands of words about a married couple that I named the “Evil Couple”.

My bewildered confusion at the antics of those two are some of my favorites.

It turns out that my comments about them, equally spaced amounts of shit heaped on both, are misogynistic.

How? I am still in the dark on that one.

I would like to say that I will miss them, but I won’t.

Much like wiping shit off of my shoe, I will tell myself that its ok, but I will always feel a little dirty, in the back of my head.

So, with all that being said, I invite you pussies to step out of the shadows and into the Fight Club.

And if its your first time at my Fight Club?

You fight.

Bring it.

 

 
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Posted by on July 17, 2015 in Uncategorized

 

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