Open Letter: America Stop Being A Pussy!

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Better strap yourselves in for this one boys and gals; it’s going to be a long and bumpy ride.

There’s an ongoing trend in America—blame everyone else for your problems.

This ever-growing pussification happening in the states (first observed by George Carlin) is an avalanche I fear is never going to stop.

This…wussness is inflicting EVERYTHING. People these days are too damn sensitive. People are insulted if you say Merry Christmas instead of happy holidays. People are insulted if you say retarded instead of mentally challenged. People are insulted if you mock their religious icons.

People are insulted for the sake of being insulted.

Let’s put it all this shit in perspective: Saying Merry Christmas is not the same as a stranger farting in your face or some numbskull commiting a run-by spitting in your delicious entrée at TGI Fridays.

Someone needs to sit America down and deliver a much needed scolding. That person may as well be yours truly.

Every year this pussification worsens: all one has to do is express themselves jusssst a little and you’ll cause noses to be scuffed into the air. I’m sure you know what I mean—that’s what happens when we live in a society where everyone thinks they’re right and they’re the only one with an opinion.

Let me remind you of an ancient saying: Opinions are like assholes; everyone’s got one.

America seems to have forgotten this. When I was younger, I don’t recall everyone being as sensitive; at least not within my herd of friends. We did things to each other that would make kids these days flat out murder their peers at a rate that far exceeds what it is today.

We fought each other verbally, emotionally, and physically every day of the week; it was almost like a rite of passage looking back on it now that I’m 28. Those that couldn’t handle our antics of being tossed an unjustified swear or slapped upside the head just for being alive quickly dissolved into the background of acquaintances.

Shit—we made each other cry, performed a variety of nasty pranks…did I mention we made each other cry? It was the good ol’ days I tell ya! The good ol’ days.

Kids are paper thin these days…unable to withstand even the slightest of verbal assaults. Words that should be exploding into a million pieces upon their eardrum, instead travels down the ear canal and lodges into the core of their spirit.

They say bullying is worse now than ever.

I don’t think that’s the case. What’s changed is our reaction to the bullying; instead of delivering knuckle sandwiches, people wrap nooses around their necks.

Bullying has always been around—cavemen had to put up with it, and when the Sun bloats into a red giant star in 4.8 billion years, engulfing Earth in an eternal burning hell, some poor bastard will still be called a nerd.

Get used to it. So, it’s best to toughen the fuck up now, don’t you think?

Otherwise the future doesn’t look very bright; it’ll be over shadowed by paper thin egos that pop at the slightest prick. And I’m not talking about being stabbed with a sharp object if you know what I mean.

A Game of Winners.

 

America has apparently forgotten what a competition really is.

Step right up! Don’t be Shy! Everyone’s a Winner!  Yeah. That should be America’s new slogan. Land of the free just ain’t cute anymore.

Ahem: allow me to remind everyone that in a real competition there’s a distinct winner and a distinct loser. Sometimes multiple winners. Sometimes multiple losers. What you can’t have is both at the same exact time. Participation is NOT enough in any endeavor. Period. End of story. No room for debate.

I mean…that must be a slap in the face to the person who worked his/her ass off to come in first—only for everyone to end up with a pretty plastic trophy. Fuck that shit.

We certainly don’t want to offend anyone, right? Little Jimmy ate too many ham sandwiches and ran a 25 minute mile, but at least he tried! He can go ahead and eat the gold trophy for dessert.

Listen—losing is perfectly acceptable. It’s how we grow; it’s like water that helps sprout the potential greatness within all of us. Instead of Little Jimmy getting a shiny plastic trophy for coming in last place in the spelling bee, all he should have received are a wise few words: Sorry! You suck. Eat less ham. Try harder.

Not this: Congratulations, Little Jimmy! Here’s your prize for being such a wonderful sport! Eat more ham!

All a loser deserves is words. That way they can ponder what went wrong and actually correct it, instead of being force fed a false notion of what a winner feels like. I’ll repeat myself: Participation is not enough.

If this kind of mentality is incubated at a young age—no wonder why America is such a pansy these days.

End Rant #9

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2 Comments on Open Letter: America Stop Being A Pussy!

  1. Saying Merry Christmas is not the same as a stranger farting in your face…….LOL! God, this rant should win first place so the losers who didn’t win can stick their fingers in their eyes 😀 Ah, funny!!

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