This is more personal and probably a bit more vicious than my political thinking.  So, as always, if you don’t like my opinion, so be it.  I’m not here to make friends because of my opinions, my words or my actions.  I’m typing as a means of venting my frustration.  I don’t need conflicting statistics, I don’t need to be asked about the “what if” situations, and I certainly don’t need someone telling me that MY thoughts are WRONG.  Call me a hatemonger, defriend me, judge me…at least I still have a voice and I will NOT be silenced any longer.  If you’re offended – NOT my problem.  You were warned to quit reading a few sentences back.

When did it become unacceptable to be better than someone else?  Why is it that I get bashed for knowing that I’m better than others in some areas?  I mean really – do you chose the tone def choir member to sing the solo?  No.  Do you ask the fainting kid in Anatomy class to be your lab partner?  No.  Do you request the services of a mediocre DJ for your wedding?  No, no, NO!  There was a time, where the majority of people DID strive to be the best – at sports, with money, while learning.  But, that is truly unacceptable in today’s society.  If someone doesn’t have the same opportunities as you do, it’s your responsibility to ensure that they do.  If a person doesn’t do as well for themselves as you do, it’s your responsibility to make sure they are taken care of.  It no longer matters if you’ve worked your tail off to provide yourself with luxuries.  The demanding cries of “it’s not fair” have overtaken common sense and the American Dream. 

So, recently, I was told that I was no better than a certain person.  Truth be told?  I am a better person than the one I was compared to.  AND THERE IS NO SHAME IN THAT.   So, why did I feel a twinge of guilt?  Because, in today’s bleeding heart society, everyone’s self-esteem should be equal across the board, so that nobody feels left out.  Eff that!!  That’s not what I am about!  I strive to be better!

This got me to thinking – which we all know is a dangerous situation most of the time.  It also made me quite mad that I actually SECOND GUESSED myself as a human.   I was raised in a family, with parents that told me that I could become whatever I wanted.  I was loved and provided for and cared for.  I was given opportunities because my family had a financial stability.  Guess what?  I blew all that aside as a teenager.  I made HORRIBLE decisions that haunt me still today.  They are called CONSEQUENCES.  This has become a foreign word in today’s society.  It literally makes me sick when constant excuses are given – what happened to things like “you pay, you play” and “rise above it” and my personal favorite “Get.  Over.  It..”?

There’s a saying that has gone around and I’ve even told my own children this – the main reason that someone is jealous of you is because you are what they will never be, or you have whatever they will never have.  I’m not perfect, but I have (most of) my crap together.  I do alright for myself.  I sleep at night with a clear conscious.  I believe in myself and my words.  I know what I am capable of – both good and bad – and I make my choices daily. 

I’m better than the lazy ass that collects more welfare and state aid than I make working.  I’m better than the parent who taints their children with lies.                                               I’m better than the drug dealer rollin’ in that sweet ride.                                                       I’m better than the ungrateful person that expects hand outs.                                                I’m better than the thief robbing in the night instead of working for minimum wage.            I’m better than the two faced coward that exercises his rights, but doesn’t support the military fighting for those rights.                                                                                           I’m better than the abusers of people, both old and young.                                                 I’m better than the abusers of animals.                                                                                I’m better than the blamers.                                                                                                 I’m better than the person who abuses the system.

You know why?  Because I take pride in myself.  Because I have face consequences from my own actions.  Because I don’t blame my behavior on someone else.  There is much pride in taking responsibility.   

So here’s the deal: 

If you treat your spouse like crap – whether it’s abusive and hateful or by expecting them to take care of your entire marriage – they will (and should!) leave you.

If you treat your kids like meal tickets, you will go hungry.

If you allow yourself to blame others and always play the victim, you will eventually run out of excuses.

If you only come around when you want something, doors will close.  In your face.

If you think that everyone has it better than you, do something yourself and quit your complaining.

If you think that your child replaces your ex-spouse as a beating post, an ear to bend or a best friend, you are not mature enough to be a parent.

If you create a problem, at least TRY to solve it.  Don’t push it on to someone or something else.

If you insist on being a whiny, negative ass, you will be nothing more than an entertaining train wreck.

If you think you’re entitled, think again.

Comes down to this; I AM better than some people.  Just as much as some people are better than me.  Yes, I am Christian, but I also am human.  I have major issues with laziness.  I have huge issues with entitlement.  I cannot tolerate self inflicted stupidity.

I am better than this person.  Because I pay my own way, take care of my kids, take care of my spouse, pay for my own bills, take responsibility, all while covering their ass too.  I also raise my kids with manners and respect and work ethics.  I can’t say that (or even one of these things) about them.