Ponder Upon These...

Is every one nowadays a self-righteous hypocrite by all means?
'I am entitled to my own opinion' we always say, but we tend forget that the same entitlement applies to everybody else, too.
What about giving someone the benefit of the doubt? What ever happened to 'innocent until proven guilty'?
Remember the adage 'do unto others what you want others to do unto you'?

With the crime rate these days, is it right to say that the plausible thumb is the only thing that separates us from the rest of the animal kingdom? If that's the case, we might as well fling our crap at each other...that ought to be fun.

And speaking of thumbs...txtng & IMng seems 2 b d only thing we use dem 4. we waste r tym, $ & energy googling smthing & LOLing @ sm1. nt 2 mntion childrn geting dumber & dumber @ speling & gramar. dsnt rly mattr cuz its gentxt alrdy? WTF! ikr?!

'Blood is thicker than water' no longer applies? It seems that each one now sticks to where the money, fame or power is. If that's the case, I nominate myself to replace God...vote for me or I'll smite you if ever I win.

We ask for respect, but do we really deserve it? Aren't we supposed to gain it in the first place? With all the lusts and distrusts that cloud our minds, are we even deserving to get a chance to gain a fraction of it? I really doubt it.

'Forgive and forget' is just an expression? Seems that way. Can we really forgive? Some, if not most, are capable of forgiveness; but can we really forget? I don't think so. We move on...but we never forget, even if we did, there'd always be a reminder.

We call ourselves analytical and opinionated...I do. But are we really? Don't we just voice out other people's opinion and then make it sound our own? Don't we prattle about things we've seen on TV or read from a book and over the internet, and then make it sound like we came up with it ourselves? ...Aww hell! I should've written this piece years ago...

Spot One, Spot All

In politics, there’s always a wrong time and a wrong place but never a wrong person; there will be a loser but no winner; and there will always be hitchhikers seeking asylum and approval from anyone “powerful” and desperate enough to give attention to these kinds of people. Some call them political butterflies; I call them parasites- leeches to be precise.

These are the ones to watch out for. They are both the foundation and the weakest link of any opposing parties. They make and break a group’s strengths and weaknesses. They are the moles that go unnoticed until it’s too late. Often times, they are the ones who take most of the heat and are left in the dirt when they serve no more purpose… waiting for another victim to latch themselves onto, an irritatingly never-ending cycle.

Leeches come in different shapes and sizes, just as people come in with different beliefs and motives: Some are out there for the sake of belonging, to prove a point that they can adapt. Some are out there for the attention and the appreciation, to show that they are needed and that they matter. Some are out there for fun, because they have nothing better going on with their own lives. And for some, they’re out there just to wreak havoc because they cannot stand the fact that some people are happy, wealthy, powerful, or whatever it is that they are not.

I call them parasites because they have nothing good to offer. They might look good at first, blurt out a few secrets and empty promises, even appear to be die-hard loyalists. But then all hell will break loose… they will take all that they can and then move on to another unsuspecting fool, because they are after all, slimy bloodsucking little ingrates.

Real leeches are easy to get rid off, a little salt and they’re dead… but these metaphoric ones, with all the salt in the world, they’d still be leeching off of someone to their hearts’ content. If I could just close my eyes and wish for a buttload of metaphoric salt…