The Badly Written Sitcom

The
world is going to hell. Or the world is hell, depending on who you
ask. Either way, it’s not good.

Though
I’ve never been one to care for the world that is beyond my personal
geek revolution, being out in the open as often as I am it would be
very difficult to not see the sorry state the human drivel has
become. There’s this one incident that sparked this line of thought,
as I was heading off to work. Taking the usual van going to the land
of the bright lights from the south, we were stopped by a young
police officer who was, despite what most consider to be nasty
weather, doing his job and asked for the driver’s license.
Apparently, parading around picking up passengers in a vehicle
registered for private use only is illegal. So a crime was taking
place, and his strapping young lad, bound by duty, was going to make
an example of this scumbag. It didn’t happen.

The
driver babbled on about him and the cop being on some clique, and
even approached the beat cop’s superior officer about it. The older
officer then commanded the younger one to let the driver off without
so much as a warning. The driver then handed a fistful of coins to
the young cop who was still baffled by his own lack of power, and
drove off with a big, stupid grin.

Then
the train ride to work. As usual, seeming professionals are reduced
to savagery by the commute, and by this time I was sick and tired of
it. As I was getting off the tram, some middle aged fat guy blocked
my way in an effort to get on the train before all of us who needed
to get off at that station are able to do so. The dude just forced
himself in, not only hindering our passage, bu also managing to hurt
a bunch of people he doesn’t know in the process. Total disregard for
other people.

I
wasn’t going to take that lying down. I went on a verbal tirade,
attacking the old, plump bastard with words that possessed a tendency
to be frowned upon when used in public. Respect the elders my ass.
Where I come from, you earned respect everyday, no matter how young
or old you are. As I was on the escalator leaving the station, I saw
the guy, who was already inside the vehicle, staring at me and even
had the audacity to menacingly point a finger at me. The guy was being a total douche, and yet he was pissed at me for pointing out his royal douche-ness. Total fucking
bullshit.

In
this day and age when people are so morally corrupt, one can’t help
but strike back. Me, I’ve never been saint, and I am far from
perfect. I know I can be as careless and insensitive with my words
and actions more than occasionally. I sure as hell am not saying I’m
better than anyone else, but when I look around, I find it very
difficult to see anything but reasons to abhor my fellow man.

You
have people who lie and cheat, those who trample on everyone else’s
rights and cares just to establish their own, and they manage to
justify their acts as being the norm. Well, your norm sucks. Your way
of life is disgusting.

I’m
proud of my geeky ways, because frankly, being stuck in a world of
comic books, a world where right and wrong actually exist, listening
to punk music that scream out words that this society normally
doesn’t allow to be screamed even just to vent out the many
frustrations that are brought upon by everyday living, they’re all
such better alternatives to the fucked up world  everyone has to put
up with. Right now, I lack the insanity to do something to correct
this.

But
I swear, one day, maybe or maybe not me, but someone like me is just
going to decide that he or she has had enough of this shit and
decides to take out the trash pretending to be the human race. And
when that happens, I will be there.

And
I will be having one hell of a good time.

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