Get over yourself...nobody cares....nobody

I had an embarrassing exchange with a young lady, a graduate of my college no less, who responded to the question of why the Austin bomber will not be categorized as a terrorist.  Her answer (and I quote); “he white”.  That set the mental giants off chasing a shiny quarter with about 20 replies and not a single serious thought involved.  When I congratulated her on sending the thread down the rabbit hole she responded with a Batman slur and called me an out of touch old fuck.

I said embarrassing, I didn’t say embarrassing for me.

By the way, sarcasm is completely lost on that generation, I guess they take themselves entirely too seriously, but for the record, if being white excused you from being a terrorist, I am sure Ted Kaczynski and Tim McVey must be breathing easier now.  If ANYTHING we have over used that term; we should add the word to the other list of meaningless terms…..racism, sexism, feminism….terrorism.  I think her final jab at me was to accuse me of insulting a kid half my age on the internet.

Whiiiiccchhhh….coincides nicely with the theme of a book I am burning through entitled “No Campus for White Men”. The book is all about safe spaces, not so free speech, trigger warnings, micro-aggressions….basically a take down of ALL of that BS….and it is complete BS….graduate level stuff.

And it occurred to me, alarmingly and brazenly, what we are dooming ourselves to, in this nation and to a degree, the greater portion of western civilization.  Our colleges have become institutions not of PREPARING people for the future with the truth, but rather corrupting the future by hiding the truth, reality from people.  Listen, you can THINK whatever you want too (until the government forbids THAT, like colleges are trying to do), but that does not make it true.  You can BELIEVE that the US has not been the indispensable nation in the history of the world, and you can twist whatever fact, weight whatever thought, you have or find, but your denying history does not make it so.  And that holds true across the board.  If you are a college student, and you feel insulted when someone says that you hijacked a thread into the most retarded of the day…..how will you feel when you actually GET insulted?  When everything becomes all about you, then how, when you are told all of your life that your feelings trump reality, how will you handle REAL reality? Right now it seems as if we are hell bent on changing reality.  We are sending our 18 year old kids off to college, thinking like 15 year olds, and getting them back at aged 22 years old, thinking like 15 year olds.  There is no damned change, and they are not ready for anybody or anything.

And that is not how you prepare anyone for ANYTHING real.  In a normal world we would think “well, these little shits have a real wake up call coming at them when they get out into the real world”, but that is now not necessarily the case, because we have changed the real world to accommodate the product we are pushing into the real world, and that product can’t survive it.  Listen, I started working on my cousins’ farm in the summers when I was 12.  That lasted until I was 15, and all of the money I made in the summer bought school clothes, school supplies, school lunches, and if anything was left over, the newest film at the theater.  At 15 I started working at a grocery store and that lasted year around until I was 17, with the same story, but add in a car, insurance and gas…..and high school.  When I was 17 I enlisted in the Army because I had ZERO skills, but ended up borrowing my way into college…..and all of that time, right up to the present day, I have taken some ASS CHEWINGS that would send some of these kids to the ER with extended stay in the trauma wing.  I had a colonel promise to ruin me when I was a captain, in front of peers, and he damned near pulled it off.  I went through a period of time in both my professional and personal life where NOTHING I did worked for the good.  I lost a fortune, a few cars, access to my son, my good name (thus my pseudonym), a home…….the hits just kept on coming….and nobody gave a crap and I had to keep hammering to get back on top because REMARKABLY, there were no safe spaces and there are always more people willing to tell you how you dicked up than there are willing to help you out.

THAT my friends, is life, real life, the whole “no crying in baseball” part of life, the “run to the sound of the guns” part of life, get thick skin in a hurry, “learn to swim or drown” kind of life.  And it is full of insults, vulgarities, roughness and VERY FEW “attaboys”.  Nobody cares what you think about a civil war statue, nobody cares if you can’t interpret statistics right and believe that democrats are the party of the down trodden.  Nobody cares that you think you are getting a raw deal because you are not a white male, or more laughable, that you are getting a better deal because you are.  Nobody cares about your ill-informed, minority studies opinion on the economy or politics.  Nobody cares if you think you won’t be called a terrorist because you are white, and it is for damned sure that nobody cares about your view of their Christian faith.  In the real world people care if you can do the job, in the environment you are in, without screwing shit up, and crying like a sissy kindergartner because you feel like your opinion doesn’t count, you didn’t get a raise / promotion / a bonus / mentioned favorably…..

….Nobody cares.  Nobody.

But here is what we DO care about.  Your parents spend a lot of money to shelter you, to make you feel like you are special, not just to them but to the world writ large (you are not).  They may even have a bed waiting for you when the going gets tough and basket weaving does not bring in six figures to start.  And the general population, we have listened to your ill-informed, inexperienced ass bray like a mule for the past 18 years…..WE care about getting a return on our investment.  WE care that if you are going to open your mouth on social media we don’t see sunlight through your ear canals, that your mouth is not full of your foot; that your head is not up your ass.

We care that you can function and contribute to the world as it is, not some creation in your mind, that you read the books and don’t eat them.

Other than that, nobody cares what you think.

Nobody.