the opinionation

There comes a time in every persons life where they must succumb. Where they must admit defeat and realise what the voice in the back of their head has been telling them since they were thirteen years old and realised it isn't getting any bigger.

The well wishes and hope catchers would say it isn't the outcome that defines us it's what we did to get there.

I would like to disagree, irrespectively. It isn't the journey or the outcome that defines who we are are a person, It's how we suck it up, dust ourselves off and project our self loathing onto the ones we love.

I know what you're thinking. You're thinking that not only am I astute and handsome, but that I must be great in bed. You are right on all accounts.

What is it that drives us to do this?

What is it that makes us take what we don't like about ourselves seek it out in someone else and make them suffer like we should have?

The answer is simple.

Everyone is an asshole.

The brilliant thing about an opinion is that I can make a broad statement like that and not be wrong. Whilst the statement may not be true, the fact that it's my opinion means it can't be wrong.

I have lived 23 years and two months and I take great solace in the fact that whilst I'm not always right, I'm never wrong.

I thought it, I said it - it is a fact.

All people are assholes.

Every person has that little child inside of them, and I don't mean the child that likes to exit through your stomache and get some McDonalds, or the child that likes to go on the swing, I'm talkng about the child nobody will admit is in them. The child that's like the kid who lived down the street and had an affinity for firecrackers and small mammals. This is the child that when you witness a horrific car accident, not only makes you look, but also makes you chuckle a little on the inside.

It is this sadistic bastard of a child that makes us take our shortcomings, turn them into and insult and hurl them at those who are closest to us.

Unfourtunatly, being a child it also means that is is weak. That is why it's projected at those who we know deep down won't hate us for exhibiting our inner asshole. It is so typical of people to only complain when they feel like there are in a place where they won't be persecuted or harmed (physically, socially, mentally) for their asshole-ness.

Thats we you never see a lone vegetarian protest in a butchers shop, or a lone homosexual speak out against how they're being treated at a local football club pie night.

Now that's not fair. There is no such thing as a lone homosexual, they travel in packs so they always have someone to bitch about and to.

It isn't the journey or the outcome that defines who we are are a person, It's how we suck it up, dust ourselves off and project our self loathing onto the ones we love.

It is weak for a parent who could never play piano criticise their child for not mastering Bach upon first hearing it.

It is not weak however for a parent to place tiny bundles of self doubt in the child, so they grow up always feeling inadequate.

I'm am not saying that allowing our inner douchebag to flourish is a bad thing, I'm just suggesting that one can always see the results of their sadistic, torturous ways without getting the blame for it when your child is a 49 year old alcoholic that gives oral sex to anyone that offers them a cigarette.

Please take two things away from this post:

1. If you are projecting your failures onto your children, work smart - not hard.

and

2. If you are the parent of that girl asking for smokes at Flinders Street station thank you!.

- db