I'm Sorry but this World is Pretty Weird ...

I wrote this a long time ago in a bitter moment. Would maybe not write it today, but still a very strong and interesting article. Enjoy. Would be happy if you tell what ya think.
Is it just me or is this world going bananas? Let me give you an example. Playing catch-up. Every darn time I walk away from somewhere or home from work I have someone at my tail trying to pass me. I have walked ten minutes sometimes with this one guy at my ass shuffling his feet behind me and making me crazy. No matter how fast I walk he is right behind me. And no, it ain't the same guy all the time. That would be a trick. It has happened in Vienna and in Hamburg and in Cologne and in Berlin. Today someone was doing that and I stopped in the middle of the sidewalk, folded my hands and said: "If you please, get home safely!" He smiled and nodded, as if knowing exactly what damn game we were playing. I hate this shit. I won't be choosy with words, guys. I loathe this bullshit. Everybody is trying to outsmart you. Everybody seems to be late to their own funeral. Well, okay. I will move away from the pit. They can be swallowed whole. It ain't my mortuary. This goes for the rest of the stuff. It seems the first damn thing a crowd does when you enter a restaurant is try to ... outsmart you. See your weaknesses. Same thing with colleagues.

What about relationships? Invest or reject. Tittilate or snub. Money=Love. Cash=Affection. Color you hair. Have tight pants. Show your ass. If a guy watches you, reject the fucker. If a girl plays hard to get, laugh at her and pretend she ain't there. Make her weak. If a guy is nice, he is probably gay or dumb. Or both. And if you tell a girl you love her before its time, you can bet a million dollars she will never ever call you again, even if your name is Bill Gates. I have invited girls to luxurious dinners and never heard from them again, just because I was too quick. And they were interested in the first place. Women are frightened. Women are so full of frenzied paranoia when it comes to men it borders on the insane stupid. And it ain't getting better. Media blows that game up to the extreme.

Tell each other you will always love one another, but don't mean it. Mean nothing. And most of all: be cool. Don't give a shit. People like that can pick and choose. Be like they are on TV. No soul, but lots of make-up. And joke about dicks, please, and pussies. Be vulgar. The more vulgar the better. We are educated liars today.

If that is what it takes to get a girlfriend to stay with you longer than six months, thank you, no, I will stay single, s'il vous plait. I want a woman who means what she says. You probably say a woman like that doesn't exist. Women, most of them, pretend to be honest but it is their version of honesty. Hardnosed-pick-and-choose-honesty. I-was-once-pushed-down-but-now-I-am-a-major-bitch-with-lots-of-bad-ass-make-up-over-my-insecurity-but-you-can't-see-that-shit-because-I-play-the-game-every-provincial-fucker-does-kind-of-honesty. Yes, we are trained traitors today.
The kind of honesty a robot would come up with. This is not the world I grew up in.
And this is my point: we have become machines.

We have mobiles, landlines, faxes, PC's, telegrams, postal service, trucks, cars, motorbikes, subways, buses, streetcars, rickshaws, boats, ferries, ships, planes and spaceships. But when it comes to really communicating with each other, we are super-duper-dumb. We have no consideration for the other human being. We move a lot, but we are actually ... all ... standing still. Like the genius John Lennon said before he died: "There's always someone talking, but no one says a word."
To all those people I pose these questions: "Do you really want to be shallow? What is your aim with your atheism and lack of soul? Have you ever stood under a nighttime sky and watched the stars? What is eternity?"
They never think of those questions, now do they? They take everything for granted. I don't think they should. As I said, ladies and gents, it is a weird world we live in.
Be different, even if people laugh at you. That way, you can be saved. Maybe.
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Published: 4/9/2011
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