To Err Is Human?

I've stated before that the key to co-existing is to accept the idiosyncrasies of our fellows as they accept ours.  In practice, this is an outstanding method, yet, in the philosophical context human endeavor, it is simply a the coach and the bag of potato chips.  Whether the other person (friend, parent, wife, whatever) doesn't return messages, fails to fulfill commitments, cannot make use of logic or runs his mouth when he's had a few, allowing these tendencies to continue just encourages each of us to expect less of everyone.  As I grew, I held myself to very high standards and applied the same standard to those around me.  These days, having experienced so much disappointment from those around me, I find myself unable to hold myself to any level of excellence whatsoever.  With each forgiveness that I gave, each flaw that I shrugged off, I became less and less worthwhile.  Now, I forgive everything.  Bobby won't give me a straight answer to any question?  That's fine.  He has other redeeming qualities.  That's something that I would never do, but I have other imperfections.  It doesn't matter.  It all balances out in the end.  The boundaries have become indistinct.  If, when I get up in the morning, I don't do what I am supposed to, don't contribute in the ways that I am expected to, I don't hold it against myself.  I feel no guilt.  It's just part of the human condition.  Whatever I do is ok.  I'm not killing anyone or mistreating a child, so who the fuck cares?  How do I make myself care about any of this shit?  I'd like to sit here and reject everything about the world around me.  A wise man once told me to stop whining about the unwashed masses around me, suggesting that I do something about them instead.  Unfortunately, I can't talk to them.  We do not speak the same language.  I cannot lead them, they desire slovenly idiocy for their respect.  I cannot ignore them, they permeate every instant of my life.  I cannot serve them, they don't deserve it and I am simply too tired to want to.  There are plenty of morons to do that.  Does this mean they won?  Sure, fine, take it.  I'm going to play a different game.  We'll see how that goes.  As of right now, I am letting go.  If anyone out there needs me to do anything, let me know.  I can do pretty much anything.  Except care about petty, banal bullshit.

Maybe Kurt said it best...



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