Cruel World

The Artist D

It’s a cruel, cruel world. Life is not fair. It’s always something. If it’s not one thing it’s . . . These are things we hear all our lives. If only they would have told us how unfair it all was. I wonder what people would do. I wonder if anyone would have believed it.

The unfairness begins at an early age and just continues on. We all know it’s not a fair balance of anything, but to think about all the things we could make better. Humans seem to be big on making it worse. I have had friends like that and you can usually spot it even faster in colleagues. We all know that one person who can do their job, but not without overanalyzing and making a big deal out of things. You know the guy who takes ten minutes discussing the task (along with how unfair it is) and then takes two minutes doing it. Oh right, mountains out of mole hills. There’s another one.

As we approach “the holiday season” I am reminded more and more about humanity’s personal landmines. I’ve always hated shopping. The bright fluorescent human ant farms also known as super stores and shopping malls. The problem being I don’t go “holiday shopping” but I still have to run into those shoppers. This brings to mind the start of many questions about our cruel world. Why are there two hundred cashier checkout stands when they never expected to staff more than two? Which then leads to other more serious unfair balances in our world. Why do I walk into a hospital and the admitting desk says it’s closed? How is the police station closed on Sundays and Wednesdays? Last time I tuned into the news we had all these humans mulling around needing jobs. Well, I have found a few open positions. The problem is the corporations don’t want to staff one hundred check-out stands. They never did.  It’s a giant can of worms.

Those exact worms lead me to other bigger monstrosities. Things we can’t control. Life, death and injury abound. You’d think that was quite enough drama that we didn’t have to go causing our own. It’s bad enough that we could die or be maimed at any moment by outside sources. Those being that at any time a meteor may fall on your head or your heart could explode. I think that’s big enough a chance as it is, but yet we’ve made it worse. We’ve understaffed the hospitals, schools, police stations and increased the odds of our suffering.

It’s the “gay thing,” “the black thing” and the list goes on. We have had a problem with every-thing and have had to overcome the natural again and again. Yes, the tranny thing, too. Here we happen to be on planet Earth. Graced with a moment of life, the ability to be more than a fish or a floating air particle for just a moment, and this is how we spend our time? We have trapped ourselves in a real life drama class. We have made a big deal out of everything natural just so we’d have something to do and some laws to create. Laws, economics and more invisible measures all created by people to waste time because they didn’t know how else to spend their time.

All of the above is how I can’t understand why people don’t break down the walls in their brain and do what they need to do. How much time did we waste staring in the mirror, wearing our mother’s high heels and wishing we could just step out the door? It’s the cruel, cruel world that makes me want to be me more than ever. When I see how much time they waste and how much they haven’t done it inspires. Please don’t waste your time and I highly recommend you get to stepping on whatever plans you may have. You have nothing to lose and very little time to do it. The world is already unfair. It’s already full of morons. If you are physically able to go outside in a dress then I highly recommend you do so. You can fill in “in a dress” with anything. We’re all held back from doing or being something. Just do it.

The Artist D is executive editor of Fourculture Magazine. He is also unearthing the underground as host of The Fabulous D Show every Sunday night at 7 PM EST at TheArtistD.com.

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