- So I knew a long time ago that this one was gonna piss a lot of people off. As a matter of fact I can see the faces of these people & It hurts. It's painful to consider pissing them off, because of the love I have for them. Well, you gotta break some eggs to make an omelette, & while no one's ever knocked down any doors to get a plate full of my cooking, I guess you won't hate a brother for trying.
- Now let's start by noting a couple of the loads of bullshit I heard spewed by more then a few. "I work my ass off, I wanna come home & relax, I'm entitled", even George Carlin had an answer for your entitlement. Short answer; your "rights" are bullshit. You know what your entitled to? Raising a family, helping with supper, homework, laundry, listening to the endless ranting & raving of the lunatics we all call children, add infinitum, that's called being a fucking parent. Your "entitled" to show up and raise kids, with all of your faculties in place, because that's what you chose to do, & that job never goes away. The "being a parent contract" ends with death! This bullshit notion that claims after a long day at work, I'm "entitled" to some down time is so fucked I don't know where to begin. Does that mean our children should stop having needs because mommy & daddy need to "relax"? Fuck me, they didn't come with an off switch, they don't go into "sleep mode" because you feel you deserve a coke & a smile. Get over yourself, they have needs that never go away. You can't tell me that you have nothing better to do. How about helping with that homework? Read them a book, pick up an instrument you could learn together, take 'em to a Fuck'n class after school. The Gift of your time is the most valuable gift of all! If I die, totally stressed, exhausted, spent & burnt-out because I was serving my children in a parental capacity, then I will check out happy. You can all rest assured that I will not kick off with a good buzz on, beer in my hand yelling at my boys to stop chasing the cats, won't happen. Chances are, there'll be laundry to do that day!
- Now this whole bull-shit "all natural" argument. That it's "better then alcohol". O.K. To be sure; every part of the "man-made" atomic bombs dropped on Hiroshima & Nagasaki Japan; were, in fact "all natural", and within the first 2 - 4 months of them being dropped, these "man-made", items killed 150K - 246K people. Probably more then half in the first day. You scratch your head; I say "but wait there's more". You may say, "wow 246 thousand people, crazy". Yet, if we through out a low, conservative number like 47 000; and then point this number to Canadian (deaths/yr.) on average, that are linked to substance abuse; you may just pause. Now I'll tell you that in the 66 years since the bombings, we can safely link about 3 102 000 deaths to substance abuse. So what you might say, 3mil. over 60 years, but here's the hook, patient reader.
- Each & every piece of those bombs were found naturally occurring in, or on this pretty blue planet we call home. Human hands bent, twisted and manipulated these elements to create those horrific death machines, and in the exact same way, every alcoholic beverage, every spliff you twist and every pill you pop occurs naturally in some state on our planet. The citizens of those cities never stood, open arms, waiting patiently as the bombs dropped, & to some extent, previous generations can claim ignorance as we didn't honestly understand how deadly substance abuse can be. Now then, this generation has more information, more wisdom and is easily brighter & more educated then any in human history; & yet you would still insist on destroying your bodies & relationships with shit, standing on your less then shaky soapbox, and preaching your self justifying bullshit (& I'm the preachy hypocrite!?).
- As we did to our parents, & you've done to us; your children will see what you you do, they are not blind, nor stupid, Lord knows you weren't. Your children will shake their heads at you and call you, "hypocrite" under their breath, behind your back, & they will be right. Every time I've smoked a cigarette, you were right to say it of me! A man found metal ore, he learned to refine it, blend it with still other metals & strengthen it for his purpose. Men went on to exploit the flora & fauna he shares with his planet. He found ways to manipulate his world to experience all kinds of pleasure, & inflict all sorts of destruction. Whether your "smoking", toking, snorting, popping, huffing, banging anyone who'll have you, drinking, injecting, or just plain masking your pain in denial; you can no longer make any argument for your abusive, self destructive behavior; anymore then you can say you have the right, after a long day to stick a pistol in your mouth & pull the trigger.
- A human first exploited the elements, to create gun powder; humans first mined ore for metals, & eventually combined these things. Humans discovered the effects of spoiled cabbage, & pitted fruits to provide humanity with cyanide, as much as humanity has provided itself with fermented drink, & opiates. To claim one is "better for you", then another is to admit you have no time to educate yourself with an opinion.
- Self abusive, & self destructive behaviour is just that. When one's own family & children suffer as a result it's tragic, to say the least. I'm sure I've pissed some people off, certainly got some opinions flying, but know this: I have alcohol in my home. I encourage those in my life, who have the healthy ability to do so, to enjoy using it. I've found recently that there are medications, I will have no choice but to use. I feel that there are many who have the strength, & capability to use these substances with no ill effects. Yet there are far more, & most know who they are, that have no business playing with fire. I've told my children their whole lives, no one ever eats just one potato chip. Anyone who says they can is full of shit. Simply said, if your gonna try one, your gonna try 'em all. Not even sure why this one came out today, probably shoulda left it in my head. I gotta get back to laundry, Sara's home, she'll need to tell about her day, & then the kids get home. Hopefully they'll be playin music, funny how time, effort & practice turn into genuine talent! Hell, anyway there it is, hopefully it'll get ya bitchin }:)
Love, S.
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