Snowflakes

If I had to pick a shape to describe myself I’d go with a cool abstract snowflake. A snowflake with lots of complex lines, and circles, and didn’t match any nother snowflake. It takes a lot of energy being a snowflake in a world of conformed round holes. I view these holes kind of like dumb-down boxes with nice, neat labels slapped on. Being different takes energy and you spend most of your time frustrated. It seems no one has energy these days. No surprise to it but my theory is diet. Our government has us submissively strung out on wheat. It’s hard to argue when the same receptors that become addicted to cocaine in your brain are addicted to English muffins and 100 calorie snack packs. Ahhh, that taste of fresh baked bread…so buttery, and warm just melts in your mouth…it tastes just like….being brain dead. Yeah, I said it, bread makes you stupid, it also makes you sick, fat and lazy. Don’t agree? Or pissed off about that? Quit reading my blog then – it is called “I AM PALEO” for an effin reason.

And if you haven’t taken a look around lately our society is a mess. Our population is more sick, aged and obese than it is young, healthy and athletic. We have more 13 year old obese teenagers with shorter life expectancy than athletic, healthy 13 year olds walking around. What does that say for the longevity of our economy? What happens when you have more people on disability than working?

I like to ask questions. I don’t ever take “they” say as fact. I am utterly amazed when I am trying to have a conversation about a topic and I watch someone glaze over when I talk about the nitty gritty details of the topic; they just want to know what “they” say. Baffling!

Each day I am slapped in the face with a new reminder that society is turning into a cesspole of average, mediocre hum drum round circles or worse, lazy, weak pegs that breed and leach off our tax dollars. Being a snowflake has my finger on the pulse of our economy; military and government being run into the ground. How do you appease yourself to the fact that the government is bankrupt yet we allow individuals to remain on unemployment and welfare year after year paying for their homes, their meals at McDonalds, their cigarettes, their tanning sessions (yep, no restriction government access card way to fucking go!) and all they are required to do is act self entitled and have babies they have no intention of raising properly?

These people are allowed to remain on these government programs year after year and they have no intention of being self efficient. They have no intention of getting a job they have to work hard at and make fewer wages than they do on unemployment.

I cannot accept suffocating those who work hard and if that doesn’t work, then they work really hard and they especially work hard when no one is watching or clapping and praising them so they can pay for those squandering with their hands out in expectation that because they have a pulse they deserve something. Because I am a snowflake I lack empathy, I trust few people; my humility grows with my education and life experiences; and my respect for “they” is completely gone.

I am a nonconformist, a misfit in these views. I am not afraid to piss someone off because of my views. We have a 21-year old girl with a kid strung out on crack cocaine attacking a 60 year old man with a knife over the last crack rock. The 60 year old is slashed over 10 times while the child observes this spectacle. All three are on government disability and assistance. Explain to me why my tax dollars, at 37 percent of my paycheck, are paying for these two to fight over a crack rock in their government paid for apartment; the attorney’s fees so that this good-for-nothing parasite is back on the street; the expensive medical care it will take to sew back together this humpty dumpty society-leech; and of course, last but certainly not least, the cost to put the child into a foster home until the courts put the child back into the custody it's breeder.

Don’t like that story?

How about the guy who can’t stop drinking and driving, finally loses his license and can’t work because his job requires him to drive, his place of employment cannot employ him without his license and he claims AND receives unemployment! The employer appeals and the state tells the employer they have no case, they should have given the drunk another job that didn’t require a license.

These stories are in plethora. All the while Entertainment Tonight reports that President Obama is nervous about the Chicago Bears upcoming football season as he vacations in Martha’s Vineyard. Nice. Sometimes I wish my snowflake would just melt into a nice, neat round hole. Maybe I could stop fussing so much and worrying about what this world is going to be like for my daughters and just enjoy a few donuts and a caramel macchiato latte.

Nah, fuck that. Welcome to the Land of Misfit toys.