“An intelligent hell would be better than a stupid paradise” Victor Hugo
Once in a while I’ll have a day where I find it difficult being nice to stupid people.
Now, I know that doesn’t sound very kind of me but I seriously have no patience for anyone who just seems,
And by juvenile I mean having a blatant disregard to anything or anyone other than themselves.
They spill a cup of coffee and expect someone else to wipe it up.
They drink and drive and drink and drive and drink and drive
until they get caught.
They grumble and complain about organizations and institutions they are a part of without ever attempting to facilitate change.
And stupid people are often mean.
Taking out their insecurities on innocent servers at Tim Hortons, or the service department at Best Buy.
I’ve often thought that the older one gets the more grace and patience one acquires. That wisdom and gentleness are cultivated and expressed no matter how irksome or heartbreaking the situation.
But I’ve learned stupidity knows no age.
There are a lot of grown up pouters out there as well as those that revel in melodrama created over the most superfluous of reasons. But, in my opinion, melodrama only exacerbates the stupidity.
Because nowhere, in all of this,
not in complaints,
not in cruelty,
is there any attempt in the acquisition or the application of knowledge or understanding in any way shape or form.
At least not the way I see it.