Sunday, October 17, 2004

 

Assholes

There are times when all of your arguments have broken down. There are times when everything that you thought you were right about was actually wrong. There are times when you feel sorry for yourself for screwing up what you thought you had so perfectly pegged. And when this happens there is usually a person there with you who has both caused this feeling and is the only person who can bring you back. This person is an asshole.

The fact that I can be a complete asshole hasn't been a recent revelation. It's been an ongoing acknowledgement since about age ten. When I was a kid I would be the first to point out the way a classmate's last name would rhyme with something funny with which I could mock him or her. Around the age that girls became an interest I automatically took it upon myself to insult and pick on the ones who I thought would never have liked me anyway. The life of an asshole is frought with examples of hurting people before they have a chance to hurt you. Most of you know an asshole. Some of you love one.

I have come a long way from being a full time, unrepentant asshole. But still I know that I have caused a fair amount of pain in my 28 years. And as a result I feel like I have soiled some of my best chances at improving myself and helping others. I'd like to think that I have grown beyond the asshole and have done some fair amount of good in this world to match my ill. But the asshole is still in there. I can feel it. And there's no telling when he'll decide to come out for a little playtime. I have decided that others should know what an asshole really is. They should be able to identify one by his actions. They should be able to identify him, because they themselves are not assholes, and should be able to remove themselves from the situation.
You may work with an asshole. You make work for an asshole. You may have an asshole as your best friend. And god forbid, you may have an asshole in your bed. The best defense is to build yourself up. An asshole will try to tell you who you are. This is only a control mechanism. The best way to get around this is to allow the asshole to think he is being successful in this endeavor while you seek an exit. The best thing about assholes is that they burn every bridge they see. And if you are involved with one, you will see that there are many many people who will be there to help you escape. Or you may decide that you'd rather just stay with an asshole. In that case, you are probably an asshole too.

Comments:
I love you anyway. You could be an asshole, dillhole, or a black hole and I would still be here. Well techincally I guess I wouldn't be there if you were a black hole. Your gravitational force would be too strong to withstand. Anyway you get the just of what I'm saying.
 
There could be a book idea in this...let's see, how about Anatomy of an Asshole. Hmmm, maybe that sounds too much like a medical text.
 
nina's an angel. :P

i couldn't love an asshole. it's cuz i'm an asshole.
 
I think Chris and I are recovering assholes... but yeah, I'm definitely an asshole... although that's misleading... some of those moves (like the double standard) are totally girl tactics :P
 
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