I’m angry today. No, I’m frustrated. Frustrated at the lack of conviction with which most people live their lives knowing that naive bastards like me will inevitably come along and pick up the slack that they leave in their lethargic efforts to do anything.
I’m frustrated beyond belief about having to pick up the pieces of a broken soul that is the direct result of her mother’s despicably irresponsible behaviour that forces me into establishing discipline and simple values of gratitude and respect in an innocent child that was exposed to scenes that most adults would never have to witness in their entire lifetime. Values and principles that should have been established in her formative years are now having to be force-fed at the tender age of seven in the hope that she won’t end up being a passionately misguided teenager looking for love and affirmation in all the wrong places. And the only saving grace is that her mother has left her forever and will not be able to expose her to the stench of that societal decay any more.
Worse than this I despise insincere adults who are quick to jump at the opportunity to voice their opinions about how life should be lived, or kids be raised but are too self-indulgent to notice that their own lives are vapid installations of narcissistic crap that maintains nothing but a facade of bullshit that the shallow-minded swallow in gulps.
I hate society right now. No, hate is not nearly a strong enough term to describe how I feel about the hypocrisy and self-absorption that is the theme in a society driven by labels and embellishments that disguise the soul-less lives that they lead. A society that pretends to be united in their faith but are judgemental to the core and will stop at nothing to protect their little elitist clubs all dressed up in modesty and nobility which is nothing but window dressing for the double standards that they hide in their vain efforts to maintain the honour of their family names.
I hate the world right now.