100 Naked Words — Day 32
Really? Fuck You
Reflections, Ripples and Ramblings of a Restless Mind
Fight or flight never made sense to me. I’d always opt for flight, I’m not interested in having a barney. And let’s face it, I’m not great with confrontation.
But recently, the impatience, arrogance and pure ignorance of folk is starting to elevate my heart rate and if I’m honest throwing me into defcon pissed. Like the two vans that just sped through a pedestrian crossing and then had the brass dangles to look at me as if I was a moron for expecting not to get ploughed down at a safe crossing where I had legal right of way.
Actually that took me from happy to miffed, leap flogged over pissed and shot straight out the other side to fuck you.
And it’s everywhere, on the streets, in the tube, in the office and more worryingly it’s creeping into our institutions. This cocksure, I’m bigger, better, louder, shoutier, shittier attitude that’s making bullying seem ok, seem mainstream has become pervasive to the point of being just plain ludicrous.
I’m tired of avoiding the conflict. I’m over being the bigger guy. If it’s fight or flight, from here on in I choose fight.
#endrant
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