I am sick of being the Better Man.

Every time I come up against an instance of Me vs. An Asshole, I'm expected to "take the high road."

Why?

In at least 80 out of 100 tmes (I'll admit, I've had my various faults, various and colorful) the Asshole is really and truly an Asshole; i.e., they deserve to be reprimanded, cajoled, sometimes barely short of stoned - not in the weed way, but in the Christian' Crack Their Head Open' way.

I am so nauseous over the intelligensia; the fragile; the socially unincorporated; the weak; the awkward; the precarious, being expected to slough off the cancerous effluvium that coats us whenever a feeble minded Regular decided to get a hair across his or her ass becaouse we're...well, one of the definitions listed above.

How come these malcontents; these creastures that make conscious decisions to interfere with communication; with equity; with love, with life with, really, what defines the "pursuit of happiness" are allowed, nay, sometimes maybe not encouraged, but certainly not dissuaded, from acting in a way that only brings PAIN, that only brings dissention; that only can ever bring about more and more problems between individuals in a world where individuals should - for survival's sake - truly and utterly eschew the small things that separate us, and instead of escalating them and inevitably making them not only rifts between people, but rifts between social groups that - when you really sit down with a cup of tea and think about it - have no reason at all to be on opposing sides. they are allowed to be given a Golden Ticket to act this way; to be empowered to continue to behave in such a detrimental manner that they quite literally - whether it is a high school bully beating up a "geek" or a 35 year old man married for 15 years who has zero confidence in his wife's honesty and valor - are allowed to foment this behavior to the point where their escalation - perhaps to shouting; perhaps to punching a wall; perhaps to beating a human - is considered "just...[THAT PERSON]."

Why, oh why on Earth, do we deal with being bruised by these people every day, and instead of forcing them to "take the high road", we force those we respect, we force those we appreciate, and we force those we love to do it in their favor.

These people - they are not victims. But, they have found a fast and easy way to teach us to be.

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