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May. 11th, 2005 08:11 amDon't you hate it when you really like someone (like a celebrity, not a friend) and then you find out something about them that just makes you want to cry? When I was a kid, I knew about drugs, but I thought only hugely fucked up people did them - I didn't realize how everywhere they were, and it honestly never even crossed my mind that rock stars were junkies. When that Tom Petty song came out ("You don't know how it feels") and he sings "Let's get to the point / let's roll another joint," I thought he was just talking about going to a different club or something.
Well, I've come to terms with that. I now look at the drug issue as a personal choice thing. I prefer clean friends, but as long as people aren't hurting others in the quest for the perfect high, I'm okay with them. And, being the hippie that I am, a good chunk of my friends have ridden the magic carpet a time or two. (I just pulled that out of my ass...I don't even know if that's actually a euphemism for doing drugs...but that's how I mean it. I put this disclaimer here just in case riding the magic carpet is a euphemism for something really bad or freaky like going on a shooting spree while getting head from two children or something.) Anyway.
But there are some things I just can't get past. I don't want to mention them specifically because I don't want anyone to think I'm coming down on them, but lately I've been finding out a lot of things about people I really liked that makes me not like them anymore. Mostly I mean celebrities. One example I can use is that I really liked Lindsay Lohan (I know, I know), but then I found out that she was all buddy buddy with Paris Hilton and now I'm like, eh....
And let's just say it's a good thing I've never seen Steve Finley with a wad of chew in his cheek. Then it would be all over.
So there's stuff like that, but then there's another way your whole perspective can change about a person. This way is what some people call diarrhea of the mouth. It's when people just say whatever is on their mind without thinking, and you realize that the thoughts in their head are sooooo not cool. Example:
12th grade, Greek class.
Katie loves Shane Battier. Katie holds Shane Battier picture close to her heart.
Brian says: You know you could never actually marry Shane Battier.
Katie: I know, cause I don't even know him and he's famous and older and all that.
Brian: No, because he's black.
?!?!?!?!
See, and I'll never respect Brian ever again. Not that I've talked to him since 12th grade anyway but you know. He could come back to our high school reunion with a Nobel Prize, and I'll still think, "Oh, that's nice you racist asshole."
Just saying.
Peace.
Well, I've come to terms with that. I now look at the drug issue as a personal choice thing. I prefer clean friends, but as long as people aren't hurting others in the quest for the perfect high, I'm okay with them. And, being the hippie that I am, a good chunk of my friends have ridden the magic carpet a time or two. (I just pulled that out of my ass...I don't even know if that's actually a euphemism for doing drugs...but that's how I mean it. I put this disclaimer here just in case riding the magic carpet is a euphemism for something really bad or freaky like going on a shooting spree while getting head from two children or something.) Anyway.
But there are some things I just can't get past. I don't want to mention them specifically because I don't want anyone to think I'm coming down on them, but lately I've been finding out a lot of things about people I really liked that makes me not like them anymore. Mostly I mean celebrities. One example I can use is that I really liked Lindsay Lohan (I know, I know), but then I found out that she was all buddy buddy with Paris Hilton and now I'm like, eh....
And let's just say it's a good thing I've never seen Steve Finley with a wad of chew in his cheek. Then it would be all over.
So there's stuff like that, but then there's another way your whole perspective can change about a person. This way is what some people call diarrhea of the mouth. It's when people just say whatever is on their mind without thinking, and you realize that the thoughts in their head are sooooo not cool. Example:
12th grade, Greek class.
Katie loves Shane Battier. Katie holds Shane Battier picture close to her heart.
Brian says: You know you could never actually marry Shane Battier.
Katie: I know, cause I don't even know him and he's famous and older and all that.
Brian: No, because he's black.
?!?!?!?!
See, and I'll never respect Brian ever again. Not that I've talked to him since 12th grade anyway but you know. He could come back to our high school reunion with a Nobel Prize, and I'll still think, "Oh, that's nice you racist asshole."
Just saying.
Peace.
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