Monday, June 29, 2009

I just don't get it...

I've alllllways had this problem. Always.

I've never been able to understand why people say nasty things.

Don't get me wrong... I've said some SHIT in my day. I really have.

But it's always hurt me to my heart when people say mean things. You know, those really mean things.

I've been thinking about this lately because of Michael Jackson. I mean, I understand, everyone wasn't a fan of his. I know this. But to read people writing that his freakishness trumps his music? (okay, they were OBVIOUSLY an idiot.)

To read of people calling him a "freak" and a "child molester"? I mean, shit, can he get a break? This man dealt with so much in life, and now all these assholes who claim that they were never fans of his, feel like they need to come out of the woodwork and say shit about him now that he's dead... my bad... if you're not a fan, and you never cared, then why do you now have to say some evil shit about him since he's gone? Damn!...

I've just never understood that. And call me sensitive, but that hurts me. I can't really explain to you what it feels like... but it's like, humanity disappoints me when I see things like that...

It reminds me of when we first got a computer when I was like 12 or so, and I first used AOL and their message boards (does anyone remember message boards?), and I saw people talking about "niggers" and about how Black people were so stupid, etc. It sincerely hurt my feelings, because I didn't know such stupid fucking people existed...

But, better to know that these people exist and that I will inevitably come into contact with them... *sigh* Maybe I shouldn't have browsed the blogs before sleep...

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