Just a few words and phrases I’m very bored of:
The internet (and all associated slang)
Pentapeptides/pro-tensium/bullshit chemicals associated with the beauty industry
Cancer is caused by…
Ho-hum, another day another media induced public hysteria.
Everything annoys me, and the problem is I'm not the kind of person who knows what to do about it, and in the ever lasting cycle of things which are annoying...that annoys me too.
I hate being a target market, and existing in a world where my thoughts aren't important because everyone, every single person on this earth is told that their thoughts are important and then you have to strive to be heard amongst the roar of humanity just telling us what they think or want to sell you.
No one listens to each other, no one understands each other because each conversation is just another opportunity to ram your thoughts and ideas down someone else’s throat. And you can listen...you can pretend to, at least for a while but then you just get the urge to get up on a soap-box and go on www.me_me_me.com to write about stuff that isn't really important but you don't know what else to do with your time since they took away factory work and books.
And then you get people who listen to you, but they just don't get you. And you realise you can scream your thoughts out until your lungs implode and you get given numerous ASBO's but the people who you want to hear you never will. So why bother.
There is only one world, and 6 billion people and rising inhabiting it....you do the maths, this world is never going to satisfy everyone. And the laws of pretty much everything are completely against you having everything you want.
I hate films and the media taking away my personal ideologies and making them their own, they were my own private little world and now you get an audience of morons trying to interpret it with inappropriate quotes and endless devotion. What happened to those little sacred what-if's that you have to yourself as you try to understand the world? The next thing you know that little what-if is a box-office hit starring some rail-thin model and some egotistical shit who lives in a mansion in
I'll be driving around in my car, watching the fumes belching out of the car in front of me wondering why I'm not out there exercising. Why don't we cycle everywhere like they do in other countries, or ride horses across vast landscapes like the heroes of old? Well no. I'm stuck in a P reg Nissan Micra, wondering what it feels like to have the wind in my hair.
Sometimes I just want to smash things as well, or I don't know go somewhere, where living means living. Not this homogenised, sanitised bull shit we call life. No wonder everyone invents problems nowadays or spend hours on Myspace, it’s because everyone is so fucking bored. And not just a little bit bored; really, really bored. So bored that the thought of making it to ninety fills you with dread.
You know making it to 80-90 years old, really used to mean something. It meant you'd survived wars, plagues, famines and everything else life threw at you. Now it just means you've managed to survive whatever drugs and chemicals they pump you full of and that you didn't get too bored along the way. Because boredom is the most dangerous thing of all…
Boredom = chavs on the streets so bored that vandalism seems an acceptable use of time, people eating themselves to obesity, people ignoring other people as though they are nothing more than ghosts on the streets, people inventing problems and spending hours watching TV and playing video games. Hell, I'm guilty too.
But the thing is, they've got us into this state that’s really easy to control. Apathy. It's easily the worst thing that’s happened to man kind, we've stopped caring. What do we have to fight for when we have everything we want?
And the apathy means that even the causes which deserve our attention are pushed to the back of our minds whilst we stuff our faces with junk food and watch reality TV shows. Is it really surprising that the words 'cause' and 'issue' have become the most irritating couple of words in the English language? We have come to associate them with smug pricks who bother us at work, on the streets and increasingly in our own homes with their irritating slogans and self-satisfied demeanours.
"Come on, mate. It's for a good cause!"
"This is one of the biggest issues affecting the world today."
They are the self proclaimed, modern day Christ figures who have come to warn us devil-scum people of the error of our ways. And yet, the greatest irony of all is that no matter how many signatures, pennies or pocket-fluff they collect, they will never change a damn thing more than you have by just sitting on your arse.
And no matter what it is that you care about in this life, it’s not going to mean a single thing to anyone unless it's attached to money/power/sex and that is the human condition. So read this if you want, try and understand if you feel so inclined but at the end of the day it doesn't amount to anything.
They're just words....words in a world flooded by them.