To A large group of people, A wide variety of creed
The True Fall of American Society:

I, in light of the past days event, find it necessary to explain what I've seen, in a calm and proper manner. So if you will, bear with me and read. You may find it humorous. The sights and sounds of the following descriptions of events, and the analyzation of these events, all converge to form a sort of, experiment, if you will.

About four or five months ago, I began to associate with Group X (X for the purpose of fast typing). If X were a country, the list of war crimes and criminal offenses among the citizens would be too great. I came into X very neutral. Only a few people I associated with. A few people in group X were people I've despised for quite some time, whether petty reasons or insignificant grudges, no one knows, no one cares, but these enemies that I had, soon became friends and close aquaintances. At first, the feeling of immense elation consumed me. Almost too much was this overwhelming feeling of comfort and, joy, stability may be used to describe it. Everything seemed to be balanced.

Now call me blind if you will, but there was an underlying theme that I missed at first. It seemed unreasonable at first, but I started noticing not the love that everyone shared for eachother, but the exact opposite. A fire that consumed everything.

The bonds between these people, whether pretended for the avoidance of awkwardness, or the fact that they feel they almost HAVE to have a bond, were loose, almost non-existant. It was almost a hate bond. Hatred cannot be fully be removed, but has a half life and it slowly dwindles away to near nothingness. When alone with people, I began to hear stories. Sometimes groups of people. In one instance Person A, B, C, D and E were telling me a story about another person. Peron E left to get a drink, and the entire circle scrunched together and began telling a story about that person. The words, so harsh, unbelievable to me.

I've concluded that this is how it was easy. Before, I had trouble making friends, I was shy, I never talked very loud and I was always uncertain. I met a few people, became less shy, talked more, and now comes them. With some of Group X it was so easy to form a relationship. I thought that at first the people were just really nice, but, although some may not except the fact and others may nod their head in agreeance, the fact is, The bond these people share are so miniscule and filled with resentment and hatred that it's easy to enter. People expected me everyday to be there, they always say hi, they hug, etc... This is all because their own bonds are so broken. Lets face it, Group X hates eachother. There are few if any gentle bones between these people

Now, Group X, is supposed to be the group people can go to. The nice ones, the ones you can talk to to escape the social darwinism of the world, a system I myself gave up on. But... it was the same. The same mannerisms, the same actions, the same language. Everything fit into the same pattern. The only difference was... well, it was worse. Everything was taken down to the same as me when i was 9 years old.

Heres the catch, and where I admit my own wrongs. After a few months of this, I began to notice myself, acting the same way. I was saying things about people I didn't know well enough, to say anything about. For about a month these behaviors took over me. I know of the usual struggle between friends, but this was ridiculous. The worst part about it, was when I would say things, Everybody would egg me on. Cheering for me. And the catch? These people then would go to the other person and tell them what I had said. I began to get paranoid. I was worried about people talking about me the same way they did of everyone else. It seemed to me that, in the order of things, There is something wrong that must be touched on, and , therefore, they would find this thing in me and use it against me. And people were not secretive. No, they would hold it out in the open.

Luckily I caught myself one night, I was silent for a time, almost puzzled at myself, the same way I was puzzled with them. I began to think about this. The situations these people put themselves into. For the most part, these situations are trivial. Who said what to who, who made out with who, and who fucked who, will never matter in the working world. I'd be suprised if half of them even knew OF a working world, or had any sort of plan as to what they were going to do after highschool. These people would not be useful in a "real world". The leader of a company will not care about who fucked who, and who made out with who, unless ofcourse it concerns his own wife.

And while love is a many splendid thing, these people rush to it. Suppose it is a thing that grows on trees and happens at a young age. I myself have not felt love, and I'm sure none of these people have felt the genuine effects. Only the cheap , store brand kind that you get for 70% off on sale. What's worse about these situations is they are made by the people themselves, but they act as though some mysterious force came from the heavens and smote there relationship with a mighty blow that caused the split. Think logically, there must have been something wrong. And everybody has loved everybody else in Group X, it's one bizzarre love polygon. In the end, ofcourse, everyone is the victim. No one is ever wrong.

So these people, the same ones who complain of social darwinism, and claim that capitalism ( A definition which half could not state without a dictionary ) and cooperations are the end of society as we know it. The ones that, jump into things and then victimize themselves, These "non-comformists", These "Nice" people, are inturn, or will be if it is so to happen, the Fall of American Society.


And if your convinced that I'm talking about you, but you deny what I say, think about it this way. You ARE! Look me in the eyes and tell me that you will never say a harsh word without saying the equivalent of the statement to that persons face. Tell me that you don't harbor harsh feelings about some people, and be honest, and yet talk to them everyday as if they are your best friend. IF you can answer these two questions, among the many more you should be able to answer, and you are free of this theorem.

Maybe the lesson you should pull from my words is kindness. If there is no way for you to be kind to someone, leave the situation, don't talk to them, it only causes more problems. Or how about this, just be nice.

All you want is sympathy, it's your energy. When people don't feel simpathetic to your supposed problem, then you shut down until someone answers to you cries. You people are shameless, and pathetic...

and I thought I was bad...

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