I found this bit of fluff on facebook, and because I'm bored, busy, and haven't been writing lately, I thought I'd begin by fisking this didactic bit of saccharine nonsense.
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There was a blind girl who hated herself because she was blind. She hated everyone, except her loving boyfriend. He was always there for her. She told her boyfriend, 'If I could only see the world, I will marry you.' One day, someone donated a pair of eyes to her. When the bandages came off, she was able to see everything, including her boyfriend.
Right here I'm expecting her to see that the boyfriend is uglier than the back end of a Juarez bus, so she told him to get lost. The End! But no, the author has a point to drive home; the trouble being he's failed the Breathalyzer test.
He asked her,'Now that you can see the world, will...... you marry me?' The girl looked at her boyfriend and saw that he was blind. The sight of his closed eyelids shocked her. She hadn't expected that. The thought of looking at them the rest of her life led her to refuse to marry him.
Which is just as well, considering the conditions for marriage - if I could only see what I was getting into!
Her boyfriend left her in tears...
Why is she crying? She dodged a bullet.
...and days later wrote a note to her saying: 'Take good care of your eyes, my dear, for before they were yours, they were mine.'
Right. Here we go.
This is how the human brain often works when our status changes. Only a very few remember what life was like before, and who was always by their side in the most painful situations.
Today before you say an unkind word - Think of someone who can't speak.
Sadly, this does not include TV talking heads, politicians, ex-wives, noisy little apes at public restaurants, and people who whine incessantly about their c-notes being wrinkled.
Before you complain about the taste of your food - Think of someone who has nothing to eat.
If I'm complaining about the quality of the food, find me someone who has nothing to eat and give them this plate of slop.
Before you complain about your husband or wife - Think of someone who's crying out to GOD for a companion.
There's usually a very good reason these people are single. If you're divorced, think in terms of your ex and what he's bellyaching about lately.
Today before you complain about life - Think of someone who went too early to heaven.
Which is nuts. They're in Heaven. Paradise. Nirvana. Elysium. What did they ever do to you that you'd wish them back into this lousy world?
Before you complain about your children -Think of someone who desires children but they're barren.
Think how fortunate they, the childless, are. The house is neat, the carpet isn't stained, the furniture isn't all torn up, they aren't losing their mind because a few moments of peace is truly impossible. Find these people and let 'em have your little monsters for an afternoon. See what happens.
Before you argue about your dirty house someone didn't clean or sweep - Think of the people who are living in the streets.
Get up off your lazy butt and clean the house, which should stop your complaints.
Before whining about the distance you drive Think of someone who walks the same distance with their feet.
Remember the cost of gasoline, car insurance, and the junk wagon you paid a fortune for. Then consider the line workers that made double time and a half to assemble the car, and the fact that you still haven't found the weird noise it makes in reverse.
And when you are tired and complain about your job - Think of the unemployed , the disabled, and those who wish they had your job.
Right along with your slave driver of a boss, the lousy health insurance, and a work load that is impossible to accomplish without working weekends on your own dime.
But before you think of pointing the finger or condemning another - Remember that not one of us is without sin and we all answer to one MAKER.
Truth. Now tell me how that excuses the monsters of this world whose crimes are not to be taken lightly. It doesn't.
And when depressing thoughts seem to get you down - Put a smile on your face and -
Remember, you just have to make it to the bell.
Pardon me while I get an insulin shot, or failing that, a shot of hundred proof.
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2 comments:
Man that was one creepy story. I'll leave it at that.
Strange is right... sigh
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