Shadows of Humanity

       In this darling thing we call culture, there is such a diversity of people. Tonight I'm not talking about the ethnic backgrounds, color, heritage, religions or familial status differences in people. Not tonight, this entry is not about anything that can be found in a constitution, amendment, law book or college application.

       I'm talking about people in general. Walking, talking, driving, sitting, stationary, looking, breathing, thinking humans. We all know one of those right?

       Would it be wrong to admit I am both fascinated and sadly disappointed in humans? Like a scientist who watches mold grow on a piece of bread, I watch people with my mental microscope, taking notes, making observations and big surprise here, reflect on them later.

       There are several forms of human I do not understand. I attempt to understand, I really do, but usually I am left mouth agape and irritated. Now, there are so many forms of humans that I do not understand, that to name them all and detail my issues, would mean I would be starting a 20 part series. I won't go there. But for this evening, I'd like to ruminate on a few that have been particularly irritating me lately.

       The Negater.   The negate human has an uncanny ability of trumping any and everything a person has to say. If a person jumps a creek, then that person has hurdled a river.  I happen to know several negate humans, thankfully they are all work oriented, so I only have to deal with them sporadically. With the two specific people I have nominated for this category, I've began a new scientific test this fall. I've intentionally come up with some statements that I know will throw a negate human for a loop. It's became a test of the twisted mind, these negaters and I.

       The Low Handed Goodwisher. I do not like people who make a statement while throwing in an underhanded slam. For the person who says "I think you look wonderful today, and wow, only you could wear such a hideous shirt and get away with it." In my realm of thinking, I believe it's a choice, that which comes flowing out of your mouth. The Low Handed Goodwisher is a closeted sinister meanie. Those who flaunt a goodwish and continually spoil it with an underhanded smack should learn to only voice half of their statements.

       The Comedian Dodger. I do not believe comedy is a convenient springboard for demeaning people, cutting people, insulting people and then diving behind the guise of humor. I think this is an underhanded way of slapping people around and then smiling behind a cloak of self proclaimed innocence. The most fabulous humor to be found in this world isn't at the expense of another person. Call one of these types of people to the podium of accountability and they snivel and whine how unfair the entire things feels. Thats right, I have no tolerance for this mentality. I've seen far too many people hurt by such antics.

       The Screecher. These forms of human come in all shapes and sizes. They are like the one who ruined my lunch today at a restaurant. I do not understand the need to screech and holler in a public place how your meal was brought to you wrong. The screecher has no issue ruining an employee's day and everyone else's general atmosphere. Why is this? I just do not understand the justification it requires to screech as such. Things happen........diagnosis, heart attack by the time they are 50.

       The Rights Yacker. This is a tough human to crack. Talking rights are a divine little gift we all have been granted with. Voice rights are the foundation of our nation. This is a good thing. But what happens when some people use the right of a voice for podium style speaking of any damn thing they feel like? What happens when it's again, like the Comedian, at the expense of others? I am NOT talking about political issues here. I'm speaking of just simple day to day voice.

       Perhaps I am in La La Land when I say, and believe, there is a time and place for every thought and opinion. It's my humble observation that typically, rights yackers will yack and holler anything and everything they damn well please, at the expense of others around. Inappropriate timing is the biggest clue your in the presence of a "be damned with everyone else, it's my right to speak this very moment,"  human. This category comes down to the simple question, is this subject appropriate for the moment. Is this the time and place to throw out such opinions? Would this be a highly inappropriate moment to say something? If the answers could be yes, I think the majority of us would wait and talk about it later. It appears, Rights Yackers couldn't care less.  

     The Over Analyze human. This is a human who thinks too much and wishes they could just walk down the street without noticing the cigarette butts on the ground and the discarded lottery ticket on the sidewalk. For the cigarette she wishes the person had walked the extra 20 feet for the trash can, for the lottery ticket she sees a tiny little dream laying discarded. This human wonders what it is about this place that brings her such comfort and what it is about humanity she can't quite grasp. Thats right, without naming names it's there. This is the type of person who needs to lighten up.

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I think above all, I don't understand the traits in people who seem to intentionally choose the road of demeaning, destroying, or upsetting other people. Maybe I'm just to damn passive in this world of mine.  Or perhaps it's about what my personal tolerance is for things and under the guise of individuality, I should make a better attempt at tolerating such character traits in people and not let them bother my interior.

Some days, it takes one Comedian Dodger and one Screecher to topple this thought process into the darker side of humanity.
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By the way, I now feel completely schooled in the history of Bucky.
I love something done in good fun and I've seen many smiles around because of one picture.
I still got my nook, so I'm happily snuggled there.
So for the good natured person sitting in the corner singing "Send in the Clowns"
all I can say is........


"One Soldier Stands Tall"

and Colors fits you much better!