People - They Kind Of Suck

I enjoy people, conversation and laughter. I thrive in a social atmosphere where I am able to interact, learn, grow and appreciate another person's perspective. But people still suck. Certain kind of people especially - have a very large level of suckage and I want to dedicate this blog to those fine folks I wish I didn't know.

The Takers - These are the people who take, take, and take until you have nothing left to give. The same ones who disappear off the face of the earth until they need something. Those who cannot be bothered to touch base on important holidays let alone call just to say 'hi'. The ones who clearly take more from a relationship than they give. These people suck.

The Fakers - You know the kind. The ones who are nice to your face but then turn around and bash for absolutely no reason. It doesn't matter that you've been kind, caring and considerate to them. It doesn't matter that you've included them in your life and accepted them for who they are. They're still assholes and they still suck.

Busy Bodies - I don't mean those nosey folks who get in your business (but yes, they suck too) I am talking about those people who are just so 'busy' all the time. All day, every day. As if they're the god damn president of the USA. The ones that go on and on about how much they have to do and no time to do it. The ones who can't find five minutes in their day to say hello because they're so damn busy. It makes me tired just thinking about how BUSY they are. I mean their day is jam-packed I don't know how they find the time to breath! And if you haven't gathered -  I am sarcastic as the day is long. There isn't a person on the goddamn planet whose life is THAT busy so get the fuck over yourselves already. You Suck.


The "Me-doms" -  Let me talk about myself for the next twenty minutes. I'll listen to you for about fifty seconds and then I'll tell you how I totally know what you're saying because of something I went through in my life and then I'll carry on about myself  - yet again. Or better yet, I won't ask you one thing. Not ONE thing about how you are or your day is because I'm too busy talking about mine. Yes, I suck.

Do-For-Me'ers - These are those awesome folks who expect everyone else to do everything for them. Who act as if the world owes them something purely due to the fact that they exist. As if they're entitled to something 'just because'. Here's my advice. If you want something - you work for it. You work hard. You plan. And when you have the time and finances, you can have it. Until then. Work a little harder and shut the hell up because you're suckage is ruining my day.

That's enough for now. :)

Facebook Drama

With the invention of the internet, especially Social Media, came what I call - Keyboard Warriors. You know the type. Those who are rough and tough, in your face and claim to be 'telling it like it is' while they are tucked nicely behind the comfort of their monitor.

We've all encountered them, we may even have been them a time or two. Truth of the matter is, it's easier to let your emotions out when you don't have to stare the consequences in the face. However, easier isn't always better.


 This kind of tactless approach is most common in areas where you can hide behind an alias and not show you true identity but there is another branch of  'Keyboard Warrioring" that has revved up my thought process today.
 
Facebook has created a breeding ground for dramatic people to totally engulf themselves in their own self importance and often times they even fool themselves into thinking that people actually care. It's become a place where these DL's (Drama Lovers) gravitate to in an effort to 'call' out people  - but it's never done directly - of course not - that would take balls. Instead, it is a generic statement meant to offend a few but hidden behind the guise of a 'message for all'.

If you really were as tough as you act, you would've either tagged the people it's in reference to (Because it is highly unlikely it's a message to all 500 of your Facebook friends) or you would've done it the old fashioned way and paid your pal a little visit face to face.

If you have a message meant for one or two or ten people - why would you post it on Facebook for
all the world to see? Why do you think anyone cares? Why wouldn't you approach those individuals as, oh I dunno, individuals.

Because that would take courage. That would require you to not be a keyboard warrior and address a situation head-on. Like someone who actually was mature. And that's not who you are is it? No. You're one of those people who post bullshit post upon bullshit post victimizing yourself, acting like your life is so bad or there are so many people against you. Acting as if you didn't bring every goddamn thing wrong in your life, upon yourself.

Man up buttercup. You made your bed, you lie in. Accept responsibility. Be accountable. And if you don't like it, change the sheets and try keeping your dirty laundry off of Facebook. Clean it up in real life and maybe you won't have so much to bitch about.

Just Sayin'

Let's Get Controversial!

Many moons ago, when I started this blog I knew I wouldn't write. At least not regularly. For once in my life I was right! There have been several occasions when I felt like letting my fingers run rampage and spouting off to the world about something that I felt passionate about at the time but I either forgot about it or didn't feel quite as passionately as I thought I did.

Today is a little different. I have something on my mind that has been building up for quite awhile. Recent events and conversations here in Kentucky-Land continues to fuel this raging fire inside my heart, body and soul. And truly, considering the name of this blog and approach I've taken, it truly fits. If you're reading this you are about to embark upon a journey that will act as a true testament to a Canadian living in Kentucky.

And So It Begins:

It is important you keep in mind, I am about to speak in generalities. My opinions and/or perceptions are just that - MINE. I am not speaking for every Canadian nor am I speaking of every American.

Moncton, New Brunswick: Canada.

A sea of Red RCMP Officers honouring the fallen heros of the recent Moncton Gunman. For those of you who aren;t familiar with what I am talking about. Last week, three RCMP Officers were gunned down and killed by a civilian who was walking around in camo carrying a barrage of guns. This made national headlines in Canada. It was even covered on our local news here in Kentucky.

My initial instinct: Wow, they're covering this in Kentucky? There were only three people killed.

There were only three people killed. Yes, that thought went through my head. I was instantly ashamed. When speaking about it with my husband, those exact words came out of his mouth. Since that moment there have been various conversations in this household about not only the Moncton shooting but the larger picture at hand.

This is a map view of all the shootings that occurred in the United States since the Sandy Hook Elementary incident in Newtown, Connecticut. Shootings at K-12 schools in red, at colleges/universities in purple.  To date that is 74 shootings. Countless lives. This is not a map representing gang violence.

This map came from a Facebook post by WPSD (Local News Station). The comments I read there this morning was the proverbial "final straw" for me, which inspired me to write. I have something to say, a perspective to give that if I don't put pen to paper I might implode from pure frustration.

Disclaimer: I respect everyone's opinions on Gun Laws. I am not saying I am right but I am saying this is my opinion, just as you have yours.


Here We Go:

I have had the debate too many times to mention and it boils my blood to say the least. Guns are dangerous. If they're not being used by professionals in the line of defense (Cops, Military) or for hunting, they have absolutely no place in our society. I understand wanting to protect your family from danger but the cons far outweigh the positives and it is about time society at large stops yelling and starts listening.

There is a reason that the Moncton Shooting made national and international news. There is a reason that a good percentage of Canadians changed their Facebook pictures to honor the fallen RCMP Officers. There is a REASON that people were so outraged, angry, scared... even if there were only three people killed. Because that kind of thing just doesn't happen that often in Canada. Civilians don't just walk into schools or movie theaters and blow the heads off innocent children every other month. It just. doesn't. happen. 

Ask yourself why? What is the biggest difference between Americans and Canadians when it comes to this particular subject?  Guns. Accessibility.

I've lived in the USA for approximately three years and yes, things are different here but not that different. There's still a ton of good people, hard working people just like they have back home. I will not concede to believe that the American Population is that unstable compared to Canadians. We all watch the same television programs, are taught basically the same things in school, we read the same books, speak large-in-part the same language. We're not that different.

So why is it that those living in the USA are almost desensitized to these tragic, merciless killings? Why is it when we turn on the television and see three people were gunned down in Canada, we wonder "What's the big deal, only three people were killed."

I was reading some of the comments posted on the WPSD Facebook Page this morning. A few brave souls dared to speak out against guns. Saying the laws needed to be tightened and people needed to be educated about the dangers of fire arms. I was proud of them. Then suddenly it became overwhelming obvious that those voices were few and far between and quickly became the minority. People started bashing those lone voices, defending their constitutional rights, degrading and insulting anyone who dare threaten their right to bear arms.

And it was that ^^ that lead me to this.

It absolutely blows my goddamn mind that people in this country are more concerned about protecting their right to bear arms than they are about protecting their children and fellow civilians.  That they are more concerned that someone may break into their house and steal a television - than they are that someone may break into a school and viciously murder 26 innocent people.

So while you're busy yelling and pounding your chest in defense of your precious guns, let me remind you WHY Canada is different. Or why Great Britain different.  Gun Laws. You can't go into your local hardware store and buy a fucking gun. They're not accessible to just 'anyone'. I fully realize that if someone wants to commit a crime, they're going to find a way. But these senseless shootings, the ones that I am talking about here; They're not being done by your standard 'criminal'. They're being done by that kid who lives down the street who is a little bit strange. That college student, who has too much time on his hands. Those people don't have access to guns in Canada.

So keep yelling. Keep protecting your guns and screaming at the top of your lungs "Guns don't kill people, people kill people" and then I'll give you a goddamn stick and see how much damage you can do.

/End Rant.

Cantucky, Eh?

I am a Canadian - living in Kentucky. That really isn't blog worthy on it's own, so to speak but it's a good start. I have had several blogs over the years and they've all pretty much been a failure in terms of longevity, readership and topics of interest. But here I am again. At least you can't call me a quitter. And if you do, well ...*insert expletives*

This blog will be about pretty much nothing and everything all wrapped into one nice, neat little package. I am not domestic, but I try to be - and fail often. I work on the greatest website in the world and generally get some pretty interesting "I can't believe that actually happened" encounters via this vast spanse known as the world wide web.

I am a wife, a step-mother, a sister, an aunt, and a daughter. (and everything else that comes with being a woman who was birth'ed).  I have a loving family, who weighs slightly on the weird side , spread out all across North America. And lastly, but not leastly I have two fur babies which drive me up the wall and back down daily. That's me in a nutshell. My blog will cover all of those not-so-exciting things and will likely be in the form of rants, raves and ridiculousness. I don't promise to be entertaining, I don't promise to be exciting. I don't even promise to write ever again. But if I do - I guess I'll see you then!