Bloody Typical
No-nonsense misanthropic curmudgeons are all the rage these days, so it’s just my bloody luck I’m as cheerful and upbeat as I am, isn’t it?
It’s not easy to stay positive in the face of all these people telling you how rubbish the world is, or how much people suck. Or how awesome the world would be if people weren’t such stupid, greedy, careless bastards. Or how brilliant people are when they’re not subject to the choking whims of an uncaring, rubbish world. Make your sodding minds up.
It’s also a little too easy to complain; about the economy, for example, or the establishment, or decaying societal values. Illiteracy, obesity, poverty, injustice, inequality, bigotry of all stripes, the environment, GM food, religion, crime, healthcare, teenage pregnancy and immigration policy are all easy enough subjects for us to roll our eyes at, then shake our heads and mutter about how bloody typical it is. Unspeakable horrors systematically dismantling all we know and love? Tsk. Bloody typical.
It’s a wonder any of us can motivate ourselves to get out of bed in the morning, let alone produce, or even simply admire, works of undeniable merit that benefit the whole of mankind in subtle but profound ways. No, it’s far easier to just be miserable about the whole sorry state of our earthly existence. You should try adopting a more positive outlook on life.
You know, like mine.
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