I am sorry but I am going to have a rant and stamp my feet!
Over the last few years I have been exposed to some despicable abusive behaviour, some downright mean people and some bitchy backstabbing types too. It’s been a barrel of laughs. I had a message from a friend today who is in dire straits which basically said it’s times of crisis that you find out who are your true friends and I am pleased that she counts me among them. But you know what – onwards and upwards because who needs people like that anyway they suck the living lifeforce out of you.
‘What does not kill me, makes me stronger.’
Friedrich Nietzsche, Twilight of the Idols, 1888
German philosopher (1844 – 1900)
At the moment I feel unplugged from The Matrix everywhere I look I see corruption, nepotism, patriarchal domination and women and children being subjugated and abused. I am doing my best to cut my path but when I look at our society I see a great enthusiasm to support charities but an apathy towards entrepreneurs and those that are trying to help themselves. Why is that we Brits don’t like ‘self promotion’? Why don’t we support those that are trying to help themselves? Why do we hate anyone with any spirit? What is wrong with us? Why are the Brits on the whole so negative? Why is The Daily Hate our most popular newspaper? Why do we enjoy slagging people off? Why don’t we support small businesses more?
To be honest it grits my shit.
I know that some of these assholes read my blog just so that can keep tabs on what I am doing and sneer at me and slag me off behind my back. They wouldn’t have the courage to say any of it to my face. But they are happy to call me a swinger and say other bullshit behind my back. Hagar asked 147 of his ‘Facebook friends’ to support my book and only 3 shared the link. Those who know me in the military don’t want me to write my opinion because they haven’t given it to me. I have no right to speak. My voice is not valid. I am a blatantly self promoting pain in the ass who they wish would just crawl under a rock and let them get on with their business regardless of all the damage, shit and brushing under the carpet they like to do. But, with, or without me, talking about it the situation will go pop. It’s inevitable. It’s not just people in the military who think this of course, there are many people who think I don’t know what they are up to but I do. I just don’t care because I am not stopping. I am not going away.
But for once, I just wish that people would stop being negative, back stabbing and bitchy and just fucking help me and others. Not just in the face of an adversity they can empathise with but in the face of starting a new business, or going back to college, or writing a book, or getting a new job, or trying to make a difference for themselves by recognising that people are helping themselves and supporting them in that process. I help people whenever I can and in any capacity I can if I can. I know that there are good people out there and I have been lucky, so as much as I am ranting now, I know that I am blessed to be surrounded by some amazing people so to them I am truly grateful. They have helped me become a better person.
But the rest of you….well, shame on you! Go and fucking help and support someone today. Help them get a foot up the ladder! Stop being such a judgemental, miserable cunt! Seriously! I mean it…..oh yes and buy my godamn, mother fucking book!