The New Age of Man

Its been several weeks since I’ve written something new, but you know the old saying… “If you don’t have anything to say, keep your mouth shut”.

Its less commonly known than the ever-popular “If you don’t have anything nice to say, then shut the fuck up”.

But my version is based on intelligence, whereas in the later version is based on manners, and it’s clear that society can no longer be trusted with those.

We live in a world where it’s better to hate someone and not mention it, than it is to be honest about yourself so that others can judge you accordingly.

People no longer seem to have their own opinions, which is funny considering how many times that we’ve gone to war to protect them. Nevertheless, most folks seem to be merely repeating and speculating on social media, and all hopes for any originality are completely gone.

Even “artists”, the people whom make a living off creativity and originality, have completely sold out to the lowest bidder.

Just look at the biggest box office hits over the last decade… remakes of Marvel Comics… And the biggest hits in the music studios? Covers of 60’s, 70’s, and 80’s top 40.

We continue to get our information from a source that popularized the Kardashians and the cinnamon challenge, and we continue to put quantity over quality.

Why?

We won’t accept cheap cars, food, alcohol, clothes, or phones, but when it comes to information and entertainment, we’ll scrape road kill off the highway before we put forth any effort.

I belong to a “lost pets” group, and nearly everyone there who’s searching for their beloved pets, state that “their collar fell off last week and that they didn’t get a chance to put it back on yet”. However, the same folks wouldn’t dare leave the house without their iphone.

Why? Because they care more about the land of make believe than they do about the life that they’re actually living. Which wouldn’t so bad if we all called bullshit… But for some reason, we all just “like” it and post some generic condolence.

We’re a bunch of politically correct pansies, and this is what you get when you take no action in life.

When I was a kid, if your pets collar was off and you didn’t put it back on, you were a lazy, dumb-ass… And… if I wanted coffee, I’d have taken it cold from my grandmothers counter.

But today’s 14-year-olds are commanding their parents to drive three towns away to find a Starbucks.

Well fresh off of the Memorial Day weekend, we here are grateful for the sacrifices of our forefathers, but we take it a step further by preserving the ideals that they died for.

Now that’s unique.

In the coming weeks, new doors will open, old doors will close, old friends will wither, and new friends will arise.

This is the land where truth prevails, and popularity and status hold no value here. If you’re wondering what this place is all about… It’s not complicated… It’s just forgotten.

The Golden Rule. Google it.

If it makes you nauseous to pretend that you believe everyone’s bullshit, you’re not alone.

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