Et ego odi

I hate people!

In the same vein, there is literally no one that I don't hate right now! Nice right? I said that once in the car as a way of diffusing a small bout of road rage with the kids present.....dad? No not you guys....you I love.

One would gather that when I call for throat punchers to unite I might have an issue with some homo sapiens. I suppose I could qualify this and limit it to people that are stupid or have pissed me off for being stupid, but that's just using more words.

Let you in on a little secret, I actually do like people...some I even love. People can be spectacularly awesome. All we have to do is look around to see examples of it every day. But sadly right along with those shining examples of awesomeness there are the other people. The dumb ones, the mean ones...those that have gone through life without learning much of anything...you know whom I speak of. But remember, this is our secret...tell no one.

I was relating a story to someone the other day to illustrate my level of comfort with using a few well placed minor swear words. Way back when during my college days, as part of our final year of culinary management, we had a major class project. Each week a different student would be chef of the week. Plan and execute a dinner service with a theme, costings, menu development, organization of work schedules and so on....pretty much what I do every day right now, go figure. Anyhow, my night of Swiss cuisine ran...wait for it...like a Swiss watch. Truly the night was a success and I had a great time running the show. The accolades flew in, many from my fellow students. Part of the process was to have your compatriots make comments and grade you. I have a pretty thick skin so I wasn't worried about anyone with an axe to grind or an agenda but I was pleasantly surprised that I received an almost unanimous endorsement from my band of heathens. Save one...in her comment section she indicated that while the night was a success she thought I swore too much. As luck would have it people were still milling about while I read this, so I turned to her and asked quite innocently..."I don't understand what you fucking mean? I don't fucking swear a lot. Seriously, what the fuck? Fucking Tony over there swears a shit load more than I fucking do? Fuck off" Luckily for me I had a smirk on my face and she didn't kill me where I stood. I briefly dated this amazon in college and she scared me a bit...in a good way. Actually...that reminds me of a story...but that's for later.

Swearing is like punctuation. It is colour, seasoning if you will. And when used properly and with a modicum of restraint it is quite effective in conveying a message...as long as the other side is listening...which brings us back to the hated people. One wishes that a good verbal thrashing would work to some degree on these people, maybe make them slightly less hated. It's almost hard to believe that there are people that can defend Drumph and his ilk....solution? Fucking verbal lashing followed, if needed, by an elbow smash!. It might not change a thing and you risk the chance of stooping to their level but man it would feel good wouldn't it?

Here are some examples of behaviours that may require some errrr, adjustment:

Preaching for conversion sake, be it a Catholic or an atheist or a Jehovah's Witnesses...

just leave the rest of us alone. You do you and I'll do me.

Being an ass hole, in all its many guises. 

Moms and dads that have abandoned their kids. I subscribe to the Godfather belief....

you can't be a man if you aren't a father to your kids.

Politicians. The corrupt, manipulating and obstructionist types.

Those without integrity and honour.

The Donald Drumphs, Bill Cosby's and Brock Turners of the world. 

And the people that enable them.

I should probably stop now, the list would be huge and I want to avoid any more libellous statements.

So, in the end maybe I am just conflicted with how much I like people and how much I hate them, the constant struggle for understanding...the battle between the heart and mind. Send help.

Ciao

D