Volume 60: Wait A Minute…

Posted on 07/28/2011


I need a favor from those of you that have been following my blog since it began (like my girl Cool V). I need for you to explain to my growing list of new readers that, from time to time, I cut through the introspective niceties, get real, and go off. THIS is one of those times. Honestly, I didn’t know I was going to write this blog until I was talking with my wife last night. I was telling her a couple of incredible stories about people who took themselves so seriously that they did things to hurt themselves more than the people who offended them. One of the crazy stories I read was about a McDonald’s manager that punched a customer in the face because she wouldn’t take her TWO autistic children’s service dog out of the restaurant. Really? Another story is about the woman in Oklahoma that tries to run over another woman for looking like Casey Anthony. Really folks, I’m not making this up. Sometimes, people, we have to take a step back and examine the forest. Sometimes we have to take an inventory of our lives and ask the question, “Is this worth losing my freedom, my sanity, or my life over?” Sometimes we have to take a breath and say, “Wait A Minute…”

Say It Again Theory

If you could walk a mile in my shoes, you would hear some of the most incredulous stupidest (yes, I said stupidest) things come out of people’s mouths. It’s because of the random stupidity of some folks that I developed the “Say It Again Theory”. The theory was developed to protect my sanity and to protect others from my sarcastic retorts. Instead of figuratively punching them in the face with a nasty response, I simply say, “Wait a minute. Say that again?” That’s the nicest way I’ve figured out to let someone know they’ve just said one of the dumbest things ever uttered by a human being (I told you I was going H.A.M. in this post). Typically, when someone is asked to repeat what they just said, they think about it, and realize their demented diatribe just killed some of my brain cells, LOL!

Narcissism on Steroids

In light of the serious tragedy that took place in Norway and the sillEness of the above stories, I’m beginning to believe that narcissism and histrionics are replacing common sense and critical thinking. Let’s face it: Fifteen minutes of fame (be it bad or good) can (and has shown to be) very profitable. Those “profits” can be financial, social, political, or all three. But, the former business major in me asks, “Can there be profit without costs associated with them?” If not, what are the costs of these extreme behaviors? One word: Copycats. Our society (and the world) rewards extreme behaviors by paying for interviews, replaying it ad nauseam, or making it a trending topic on Twitter. Even if there is social “cost” for unsocial behavior, it might be worth the financial gain associated. Hell, I would consider embarrassing myself and my family for a financial windfall. Hey, I said consider, LOL!


I think the sensationalism fed to us on a 24-hour news cycle is starting to make us delusional. That’s the unintended side-effect of higher ratings. Good news turns of televisions. Good news doesn’t get discussed at the bars and water coolers across America. Good news doesn’t make us feel better because we don’t get to say, “At least my life is better than theirs.” There is a cliché regarding every person getting fifteen minutes of fame. I’d like to think that if we waited a minute, the remain fourteen could serve as a sane example for others to imitate.

That’s just my three cents…


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