Trust me... I lied!

You ask: ‘Is the glass half full or empty?’

I answer: ‘Who cares? What difference does it make? Give me that glass. Can it wipe out my thirst?’

(Gulp!)

 

Optimism and hope gets you nowhere. Alright…, it may get you somewhere, maybe in the middle of the Sahara Desert, and by that time, trust me, the glass would be fully empty, literally!

 

Admit it, we all have come across this ‘half full or half empty’ optimism-check question since we were children and ever since been socially programmed to give one right answer: ‘Ha-ha! Are you kidding me? Of course, the glass is half full. You gotta look on the bright side, man!’ Okay… Great! Stop! What are you? Genius of the Year?

 

"Look, that person's still reading our story"!

 

It isn’t any more about whether you have positive ‘half-full’ or negative ‘half-empty’ attitude that counts. And there’s certainly nothing positive about having the positive attitude. Because let me tell you the truth first—the truth that will set you free, but piss you off first—you aren’t special. So keep your ego to yourself. Bruno Mars lied to you, ladies and gentlemen! Because you aren’t ‘amazing just the way you are’. Well, maybe to God. But not to us. We’re humans!

 

We humans are nothing much but just a bunch of pathetic whiners. Very few of us are men (and women) enough to take responsibility for what’s happening in our lives. We, the GenNext, are now COOL guys—we went from ‘being responsible’ to ‘being cool’ mode—and things started to fall apart. We totally messed it up. We got Facebook and Twitter and other such stuffs.

 

Now there’s nothing wrong with Facebook itself; it’s great, but just see how pathetic it is that people need never-ending reassurance that they are loved and every single word they say is superb and everything they do is worthy of praise and flattery. We don’t even know how to shut up when we are on our own. That’s what social media are made for.

 

So the next time you go shopping, or break up with your soul-mate, or have a crush on the girl or the boy next door or next row, or get a flu shot, please do us a favor – just keep it to yourself. The rest of the world don’t want or need to hear about it. We hate it.

 

I’m not here to please those people who hate me. I’m not here to make them feel good, either. I can’t beat around the bush because life is too short to be spent that way. If you’re fat, you’re fat – not chubby. If you aren’t getting anywhere definite with your life, and someone calls you a loser and if it hurts (which it does), they’re not being mean to you, they are being honest. I don’t think people are stupid. I’m damn sure they’re stupid.

 

Albert Einstein knew it: “Only two things are infinite, the universe and human stupidity, and I’m not sure about the former.” Now that’s the real Genius talking!

 

This is reality. Get used to it. And if you can’t man-up to accept this fact, feel free to live in your castle of glass. If you don’t believe me, trust me…I lied!

PS: You’re welcome!

 

©LinkinMyth: My Generation-Trust me... I lied published on Republica (Aug 31, 2014) p13.