I am retarded.

 

I am retarded.

 

Last week I was going to post a little article.  Then I got an update on comments made on the site.  ANONYMOUS had made a comment on THIS article.  The comment was “ARE YOU FUCKING RETARDED?”  I chuckled...  I think I am.


You see.  I believe in open dialog.  Intelligence.  Discussion.  Hence me sharing and writing.  And if the comment was written in any other fashion, I would have left it in place.  But being that this is my site, I will not tolerate that kind of language and tone.  Mostly because once again, I am retarded.


Here’s why.  You see, the world you live in ANONYMOUS, is one that you make these comments anonymously.  A world without accountability.   With a degree of cowardice that results in 900 Billion Dollar bailouts for legal thieves.  Just by being who you are, and posting how you do, you prove that.  But forget about that, I’m attacking you and not explaining why I am retarded.


I am writing this response after coming back from a long run.  At 9:30 PM.  So while you and everyone else like you was in their homes, with their TVs on, wasting their lives away, I was running in your community, in your streets, experiencing them a way that you probably never will.  That takes a SIGNIFICANT level or mental retardation to do.  After all, who in their right mind would run at 9 o’clock on a Sunday night?  who in their right mind would jump up and down with a bunch of African villagers? A retard...


Your mind is much more developed.  Except, not in the way you’d like to think.  Your mind has developed to believe that all the stuff you own, and the things you value, the Dow Jones industrial average, the make of your car, the place you live etc. etc. etc. is what matters, those are the things that are real.  Your mind has been molded and designed (marketed to) to develop this kind of existence.  One that visits this site, probably reads the articles, and can’t grasp the relevance and reality behind the words.  So you redefine your self importance with this fictitious construct of a reality you call your life.


My appreciation and gratitude to you, for revealing to other readers the level of clarity and lack of development my brain has.  I for once am very pleased to find myself as part of the less developed group of humans... the group that might have a chance of continuing the human race once your daydream of reality crumbles in on itself.


Oh, to my other readers... I apologize for my harsh tone, hopefully you’re not as developed as ANONYMOUS and get what’s real and what’s not.

Monday, November 17, 2008

 
 
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