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Saturday, November 6, 2010

attack of the uberwussies

   

TRENDING NOW!!!TRENDING NOW!!!!
1.Miley Cyrus OH SHE'S JUST BEING MILEY!! 2.Jennifer Lopez 3.Jerry Rice 4.Heidi Montag
5.Alzheimer's I FORGOT to mention....oh never mind...
6.Kelly Osbourne why? just Why?
7.R.E.M. one of my fav bands....

8.Cable TV (really sucks)

9.SAT Test (Schoolastic Apptitiude Test Test? really IDK what it stands for)
10.Mosque Bombing (f-ing RelioStupidity!! God (in all his forms and names) must be really proud of how many must die in his name(s)

note: this is a Good case for the sarcasm font and the facetious font...Jus' Sayin'

     The world is full of people with differing views and opinions that I do not share. Many people have many things that they are passionate about and feel strongly about...many things that I find to be just PalinStupid...
    One particular trend I find DinosauricallyDisturbing is the UberWusssification of America...C'mon...stop being an UberWuss.  please note: i am not advocating bullying....
bullys are just uberwussies that use a tough demeanor to hide the fact that they are uberwussies
     Before anyone gets an UndieBunch, realize that I am not a ToughGuy. I do not have a NapoleanComplex. I do not go out looking to KickAssandTakeNames. While I do know Karate and Tae Kwon Do are words, that is my extent of knowledge of martial arts.Okay...that is not completely true I have seen Billy Jack, Kung fu, most every Steven Segal movie ever made and even have watched a Van Dam movie...the one with the hockey rink...oh what was the name of that one? IDK...
     I have been in three SortaFistFights in my life. I lost two and won one...but whatever...
     I did not back down in the two fights I lost, but I still lost.  The fight I won was not really much of a fight, but I did split the lip of the agressor by pulling his face across a chain link fence. I am not proud of the losses or wins, but I was not gonna back down. I was not gonna be an UberWuss. If you don't stand for something, you gonna get your ass kicked up and down the block by everyone that knows you will not stand up to them. and then UberWussification. OFFS!!!
     I was not a great athelete. I was not a brainiac. I was not a Popular. I was in the upper-middle of a graduation class of nearly 500 kids. I was picked on a bunch and threatened to be beat up a couple times. But at the end of the day, I was just a kid. The terror and taunts did not shape my life in  a negative fashion. They did not make me a vindictive, malicous malcontent. I look back and laugh at how ridstupidous the highschool hierarchy was...but even on the worst days I did not think anything that happened was UziWorthy...mebbe I am kinda crazy, but whatever...
     One day as a youngster, in first grade, I came home and related, with tears in my eyes how kids were calling me CarrotTop, my father laughed. Not a Malicious laugh. just a chuckle. He too, being a red-head, had been on the recieving end of the chides. "Is that the best they can do?" he asked with smile. I was puzzled by his demeanor.
     What? I thought? Aren't you supposed to comfort me? How is that any kind of comfort?  He went on to explain in his gruff manner that it was only words. It was not gonna kill me. If I let that get to me the rest of my life would be filled with tears. "The world," he said, "Is not fair. It is not just and it is not kind." People are just jealous of your red hair. "Do not give it another thought. Pretend it doesn't bother you and evnetually it will not"...true enough. I ignored the insults and they QUICKLY found someone else to pick on...
sorry whoever you are that took my picked on place...
     I was born 6 weeks early. In the early sixties the survival rate of Prematurely born infants (Premies)was dismal. I survived. I spent six weeks in an incubator. I fought to live. I fought for my survival because I knew no other way. Survival is not a learned response. It is programed into the fabric of our DNA. The HumanBeing is a fighter. by genetic code. not an uberwuss...this is a learned response...
     While I will fight for my survival, I am not advocating fighting. I am more of a Pacifist than a fighter. Pacifists are not UberWussies. Well not all of them. Not wanting to fight is not the same as running away like a whipped dog and groveling and whining about how the world has wronged you or crying about someone rolling their eyes at you. Or calling you a name...BOOF-ING WHO!!!
    stand up or get stepped on....or just walk away...
      Somewhere in the past 40 or so years, the world has become UberWussified. doesn't matter...Not everyone agrees with me. whatever....
     How did this happen? I blame permisive parenting, orange bike flags, PsychoticAnalysts, AYSO, Dr. spock helicopter parents and red dye#7...Oh yeah and that damn Purple Dinosaur, Barney...

    
 see you guys tuesday!!!
signed
 TuckMonster

5 comments:

  1. Dude, I agree w/ya.. U gotta pick your battles as they say.. and is it really worth all that stress to get a point across? especially if its something trivial? As far a a parent laughing or criticism, u know how I feel about that... it can be worse than a sucker punch.

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  2. hey, man, that's not entirely true. i had all those things growing up, apart from the red dye and mr. spock, and look how i turned out!




    ... okay, yeah ... i'm beginning to see your point.

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  3. KBF

    yeah i hear ya...i still struggle with picking battles...

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  4. Christopher...

    i used to slip you red dye whenever i could...

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  5. These days they would call you a Ranga

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