Cynicism and similes.
I like to think that I am a nice person. I try to give people the benefit of the doubt whenever possible. I realize that not everyone holds the same beliefs I hold and I know that everyone is entitled to their own opinions.
On the other hand, I sometimes just have to admit that I do not always have charitable, evolved, forgiving thoughts about people. Frankly, some people are idiots. In fact, I found myself today typing into a search engine, “similes for stupidity.” And a few metaphors, too.
Dumb as a box of rocks.
I was driven to the search engine after accidentally letting myself read just a little of an article about protesters against our current quarantine, comparing it to “slavery.” Really? Being told to stay home so that you don’t actually cause the death of other people (or yourself) is the same thing as being owned by someone else and having all of your freedom removed?
The brains of a houseplant
I am a glutton for punishment, so I dove deeper into the article and found my blood pressure rising as I saw photos and read about quarantine protests around the country, often led by anti-vaxxers. Yep, I guess getting your hair cut is far more important than saving lives. So what if you cause the death of thousands of people? That manicure is worth dying for, right? Spreading death and disease will absolutely make America great again, right?
Ain’t got the good sense God gave a goose.
Normally, I maintain my rage for stupid people for larger things (like those above). I think that this quarantine is making me more brittle than I thought, though. Today, I found myself overreacting to smaller, more immediate moments of stupidity in my own world. For instance, I had someone send me a slightly snarky Facebook message related to a post. I was advertising a Facebook Live event. They saw it and were excited, then got angry because – according to them – it wasn’t live. The person involved wasn’t going to be here in person, they were only going to be online.
Umm. So you live in Illinois where we are locked down until the end of May. There’s a deadly pandemic going on. And you think that we are going to have a face-to-face event next week where you can come up and meet someone in person? What planet are you living on?
As much use as a chocolate watch.
Clearly, I am losing both my patience and my mind. I have no bandwidth left today for anything even remotely resembling idiocy. I think that I have to do a total “news fast” for at least the next few days. Otherwise, I might end up losing my mind and running down the street screaming like a banshee. That may sound like an intriguing image, but it’s not a pretty one. But everywhere I turn lately, I seem to run into this complete lack of critical thinking married to a profound sense of entitlement.
IQ of 2 . . . but it takes 3 to grunt.
It’s time for a cocktail – or four. Stupidity has defeated me today and I need to spend some quality time just enjoying my own company in silence. Maybe tomorrow I won’t need to scour my brain (or the internet) for new ways to express my frustration with the world. In the meantime, I will have to heed the warning of one of the phrases I read today.
Warning: Objects in the mirror are dumber than they appear.
It’s only Quarantine if it comes from the Quarante province of France. Otherwise, it’s just Sparkling Isolation.