I am, if nothing else, an example of restraint. There are times, however, where that restraint starts to become restraint, and like a dog with a choke collar, I get upset when I'm at the end of my leash and want to get within striking distance of the one who has transgressed against me. I let a lot of things slide. I have long ago stopped holding people to the same standards I hold myself as that is an exercise in futility that I don't have time for, but there is one thing I have an extremely difficult time dealing with in a "zen-like" way. Stupidity ... especially when that stupidity has a negative effect on me. If someone's stupidity is going to cause me grief, then I like to head it off as quickly and cleanly as possible. I usually go above and beyond what needs to be done, but that's only because I want the problem to become extinct as quickly as possible.
I don't act without warning, though. To me, that would be unfair. More often than not, however, these warnings go unheeded. At that point I do what any reasonable person would do -- I act. I'm not one of those who subscribes to the "turn the other cheek" philosophy or "kill them with kindness." Neither of those solve the problem. I act more like the US in Vietnam. I spray Agent Orange everywhere and gather ears for a necklace.
Sometimes I have used biting humor to silence a fool. I have used logic to shame someone into silence. I have used violence. I have done all of those things with ample warning. Don't do X or you get Y. At the end of the day, I'm still left with one nagging question: Why do people seem hellbent to exploit their stupidity to the nth degree?
The argument can be made is that idiots are too dumb to know they are idiots. I think this is a valid argument. To buy into it you have to admit one thing. They are also too dumb to learn from prior experience. To be that stupid you either have to be willfully ignorant or there is something seriously wrong. At that point the question becomes: Why are these people allowed to vote? To drive? To have children? A job? Why aren't they relegated to a place where their actions will harm as few people as possible? Why are they walking among us? Why are the zombies mixing with the humans, and why are we letting them?
Ricky Gervais is hosting the Golden Globes again this weekend. If you recall his last stint there, you'll remember that people got pissed. He cracked jokes that had people feeling downright uncomfortable. It was funny, and it caused the kind of controversy the mainstream media loves (aka, Much Ado About Nothing). His reaction to his critics was simply incredible. He didn't back down. He didn't apologize. And, quite frankly, he treated the offended as they should have been treated -- like dumb herd animals that needed everything spoon-fed to them because they couldn't find their mouth with a GPS device. He is hosting again, and while the first time may have taken people by surprise (though it shouldn't of), they can't say they weren't warned or aware of it this time around.
Gervais uses my favorite way of dealing with stupidity. Laughing at it. Making others laugh at it, too. It's hard to feel any sort of pity for a target when you are spastic with laughter. Comedy is an equalizer, and a damn good one at that. It exposes stupidity with such clarity that people often don't know how to deal with it. The target is left gasping for air and wondering why they are suddenly the joke they don't understand.
I don't know if I'll watch the Golden Globes this time around, but I'm sure I'll hear about it after. Another silly controversy over words meant to take the piss out of people. They won't get it, and that's okay. They don't have to. The rest of us can laugh at them. When you can't make the morons feel the real outcomes of their actions, you do the next best thing. You turn them into your own personal entertainment center. And even the fools know that being the butt of a joke is better than being thrown into the mass grave where they surely belong.
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