[–] FeelinFroggy ago
Mad at, also? Sure. "Also" I can do.
But truth be told? I gave up on the media a long, long time ago. They're the druggy, been-in-prison-three-times son-in-law that I just don't give a shit about anymore. I'll listen to what they say, I'll hear him out, but I sure don't invest a smidge of anything real into what's coming out of their mouth.
It's the people that I saw commenting, yelling into the camera, standing up high on pedestals. The people let me down. I still had a little hope that, when push came to shove, we'd put the childish shit off to the side for a minute, band somewhat coherently, and trudge through whatever swamp of bullshit we had to so that we could resume the inter-bickering about dick sizes when it was over. Naive? Sure, call it that if you want. But I had it, it was lit and it was there. It is not there anymore, and frankly, I don't think I want to try and get it back.
[–] crazy_eyes 0 points 1 point 1 point (+1|-0) ago
Why the defeatist attitude?
[–] FeelinFroggy ago
Good question.
As a general sentiment, I really do try and stay optimistic about most things. I'm optimistic that Trump will win the election, I'm optimistic that Hillary will one day have to actually answer for her actions. I'm optimistic that, despite chest puffing and grandstanding, Russia won't allow a foreign twisted, corrupt administration to throw large swaths of their own population into a sea of fire. I'm optimistic that my wife will be in the mood tonight.
But that one subject is tainted for me. When it started going down, I knew it was going to be a major crossroad that would reveal our resolve, our strength through nationalism, our underlined moral duty to support what was right against what was wrong.
Now look at how big this sad, pathetic snowball has gotten. I don't think I have very much optimism left for my fellow man. I'd like to have it, I wish I still had it, but I don't. I don't look at people on the street the same way. I don't see news reaction the same way. I don't see cohesion, at all.
It's a disappointment that was hard learned in my head, and I guess I just never quite got over it. Maybe I will one day, but maybe it won't matter in the end. I've got a family to protect. These few people living under this roof of mine? Those are about the only ones I'll lay down on the line for.
Sorry for the word barf, caught me in my morning-coffee-post-cardio mood right before my cool down shower, so I'm all ramped up at the moment. I'll be better by this afternoon.