Monday, November 5, 2007

What is Reality?

I can't help it, I have a guilty secret. I watch too much reality T.V. I watch many of the shows on when I get the time. From "I Love New York" to "The Amazing Race" to "Big Brother" I watch them all. It is kinda embarrassing. So what is it about these shows that keep us going back?

Why are men and women on these dating shows and what is it about their humiliation that keeps us coming back. People lie to each other, spit on each other, and subject themselves to numerous indignities. Are they so desperate for their 15 minutes of fame that they will give up all self respect to get it? And what does it say about me, that I watch them do this?

It is actually kinda sad that seemingly normal people lose their minds on some of these shows. It is like watching a train wreck. I often wonder if they are not all staged. I remember as a kid watching wrestling. Is that what is happening here? Some of the people on these shows are soo sad that you can't help but feel sorry for them. No one wants to be rejected, why would anyone take being rejected on national T.V.

I have some theories. I believe that many of these narcissistic lunatics really don't know that the rest of the world is laughing at them. Nor do they care. Some are looking for their big break. I think some are getting paid and that is a huge motivator. I also believe that there are some people who actually believe they will find true love on T.V. or win their fortune.

What does all of this say about our culture? I don't know. I won't pretend to have any answers. I just know that someone worth having would not ask you to belittle yourself in front of the world in order to win a date or money. But what do I know? Not a damn thing.

Sunday, November 4, 2007

Soccer moms, their vans and that sticker

I don't mean to be rude, but I am so sick of getting stuck in traffic behind these soccer moms in their damn mini vans. And I total hate the sticker. You know the one I am talking about. I mean, I understand the van but it seems that all of these women who drive them have lost their mind. They drive slow, are consistently on their damn phones, and they all look like they came from the same old mold.

Is there a type of person who drives the mini van? I think there is. They are all women who have the same hair style, you know the type, ultra conservative preppy. But not in an expensive way. God forbid they go for something unique. They all have their little Johnny's and Susie's in the back with the sippy cup. These women look down their collective noses at people who have not devoted every minute being in awe of their kid. I especially love the van with the bumper sticker advertising their kid made the honor roll. As if that is something hard to do these days, everything is spoon fed to these kids so that they can manipulate achievement tests. The ultimate dumbing down of American kids. After all, it might bruise their ego if we give them a hard test that pushes them to their limits. And as we know the mini van mom is all about protecting her baby's fragile self esteem.

I really hate they way they drive. They seem to navigate at 10 miles below the speed limit as if they are afraid that they might actually get somewhere today. Yesterday, I was amazed that one of these bitches actually almost rear ended me. (I was going 10 miles over the limit) She was of course on her phone. When she had to cut over 2 lanes of traffic to exit at the last minute. No doubt she was coordinating her important life or her child's social calender. I had a bad case of road rage and had to introduce her to my finger. I probably scarred the little darlings in the back seat for life. Hopefully mom got off the phone to explain my bad person behavior and got the kids off the highway safely.

Lastly, I don't really give a shit about your kids report card. There I said it, I could care less if they are on the honor roll or what sport they are in. I get that you are proud of your kiddo's accomplishments. I am proud of my child as well. She too made the honor roll in school. However, she tells me she did not need me to put and I quote, "some gay assed sicker on the car" to let the whole world know she was better than anyone else. (her ego is fine in that she claims to know she is better than everyone else) I must talk to that kid about her elevated self esteem. But after talking to her, that's when I got it, the sticker wasn't about stroking the kids ego, It is about stroking the parent's ego.

Saturday, November 3, 2007

The list can go on and on.

"I hate to be rude but...." Whenever someone says that, they have no other intention but to be rude. Well in my case I really do intend to be rude. Why do people have to say some of the things they say. I have a list of phrases that people say that bug the hell out of me. Here are some of my favorites.
1. "does that make sense" One time I want to say NO to the pompous ass who next says that to me. Note, they tend to ask this repeatedly after each sentence they make.
2. "FYI" I don't now what pisses me off about it, I Hate it when managers use that in their daily mantra of interactions it staff.
3. "I am not like other men you know" Kill me now, just saying that proves that you are.
4. "Think outside the box" Can't quite figure out what is expected of that. It is just a little bit too pop-psychology for me.
5. All catch phrases from the most current self help book. I love myself, my body, my mind etc.

We all have things we just say and we don't think about it. Mostly, there is a response needed or expected from such. It is too bad we just don't say what we mean.