Days Between
Am I the only one that feels a bit conceited by writing about myself in here? I still do it of course, but I do wonder.
Sometimes I look at the recent posts list on the front page and read the people that just unashamedly whine, or somewhat arrogantly apologise, ‘Sorry I haven’t been noting things have been…’, as though it was nothing more than a customary greeting, like saying good morning to someone. What purpose does that serve? Who reads that and thinks, ‘Well at least he/she has apologised for not noting me back from when I apologised recently for not having been keeping up on other people’s entries.’ Who is that enthralled by social etiquette?
There is just so much expressed that need never have been. I might be alone in this, and I say that because of the contempt it brings out in people, but goodness me I can’t stand that false nonsense.
Some people really do use this place as little more than a matter of fact day planner with some personal details written past tense, looking back years later one will read: ‘Had breakfast this morning, cereal since I had a bottle of red last night while watching a trashy dvd, work was crappy today but at least hubby is finally doing something about the wood that’s been vacationing on our porch for the last 6 months, I wouldn’t mind it as much but I see it every morning as I leave for work and lately there is this annoying coworker who just willfully misunderstands me half of the time, making the simplest of exercises a chore, then the other half of the time she acts like we’re best friends, worst part is that she has this thing where whenever I wear red to work she does too, it’s like she’s stalking me or something, god if I have to hear her yell out ‘Look twins!’ from her desk one more time I’m going to scream, I don’t know how I’m going to make it to Friday.’
I wonder what it is these people get up for each day. Maybe they’ve convinced themselves that they just don’t have a choice in the matter or they don’t have any particular reason, they just act, they don’t meditate upon things. That’s really all I can think of, well that and obligation.
Nobody likes to say this but really children aren’t suitable for everybody, I genuinely believe that, people feel obliged to have them because of primitive instinctual matters and social matters, but being honest how many people do you know that you think are suited to having children, to raising them, supporting them, etc? Now of them how many of these people do you then think are in a situation, emotionally, financially, socially, even politically to be able to raise them without it becoming detrimental to them, their partner should they have one and or their child? Maybe it’s just the limited group of people I know but my list is pretty short.
Certainly it is the individual’s right to have a child if they wish, even against better judgement no one would deny a person their rights in that sense, but that doesn’t equate to suitability.
what does it matter if i say i agree with all of this?! but i do, and i chuckled at fabricated entry, so true
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yeah, every time i think about people unfit to have children, it reminds me of the movie Idiocracy. well, people apologize for not noting because it’s a way of letting others know they haven’t lost interest, not implying that their absence was missed. i separate that from them apologizing for not updating, as if the world waits to hear about the mundane details of their life.
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I find this a bit holier than thou and arrogant, really. A diary over the course of a decade serves many purposes. May we all be in a content period of our lives when all there is to document is our daily actions. Each to their own.
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I get what you’re saying, and I, too, giggled at that little pseudo-entry. I don’t know. I think for some people the majority of their diary will be filled with the mundane. But over the years I would think the important things would weave their way into the entries. I think it’s probably harder for someone like you, who doesn’t write a word without it meaning something. I started my diary when I was still thirteen, and looking back some of the early entries included frivolous details that don’t really matter now. But I have evolved with my diary, and even in the beginning I find important traces of who I was and who I was becoming and who I am today.
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Such a classic Patrick rant. I owe you an email, big time.
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