Blatant Disregard Spells Fuck You
Thursday, November 5th, 2009It does. I have seen it with my own two eyes and it surely does.
Blatant disregard for another human couldn’t possibly mean anything else, other than “Fuck You”. Maybe, “Fuck You Running”, depending on the amount of disrespect that came along with the blatant disregard, I suppose. There are always varying levels to anything, but the outcome is always the same.
“Listen to one’s actions, not one’s words” is what I have heard my whole life. No truer words have ever been spoken. Especially when you look around you and the actions of those you see are in blatant disregard of you, or someone else. Their actions are telling, and they are saying “I don’t give a fuck. I am all about me, what I want right now in this moment in time.” It’s everywhere you look. But I guarantee you, if you were to walk up to that person, their words would be sweet as pie, convincing you that they think highly of you, have respect for you and all the pretty things that go along with it. If you were to absorb that, and act on the behaviors you witnessed rather than the words you heard, that person would be beside themselves with horror that you would even think they would do anything like that to you.
And it would become your fault. You are oversensitive. You are being ridiculous, you are the cause to their reaction. It can go on like that forever.
The fact is, it’s the action of “fuck you” that speaks much louder than any words ever could. It’s the actions that need to be heard, not the words. Words are pretty. Words make you feel good. Words can bury an ache, but what it really comes down to in the end is how you are treated via the actions. That’s what one needs to go on to be successful in life.
It’s been a really eye opening couple of days for me. The knife, buried deep in my back came unexpected, by me at least, and it hurt. The blatant disregard has left a bitter taste in my mouth and my mind roaming and wandering, trying to grasp the true meaning – is it “fuck you”, is it a test, what are my reactions going to be/supposed to be. Being told “Fuck You” on so many different levels will throw anyone for a loop. Needless to say I am loop-de-looping right now.
I suppose I need to dig my heels into the ground, bear down, grit my teeth and stand like Custer. There is only one way to handle blatant disregard, fuck you, or any other fanciful show of disrespect. Shove it up their ass. Call their bluff and make them eat crow.
Double, double toil and trouble;
Fire burn, and caldron bubble.
Here is where my witches brew begins and the tables get turned.
I’m calling their bluff. On all sides.
It’s on like Donkey Kong biatches.
