Since people are posting their views on humanity, I thought I might as well make my feelings on the subject clear, and kill some time in the process.
I generally don't agree with Misanthrope's views on life, however I found that one thing we do agree on is: People are selfish hatemongers.
In my life time I've been harrassed, spat at, cursed, told I'm an evil mistake of nature who deserves nothing more than a slow and agonizing death. My own family couldn't care less about me, and most people I've met hated me off the bat, without knowing my name, my personality, or my thoughts. Simply because I am different. Because I'm gay. I've been betrayed by friends, and have even had my life threatened.
But why? I often wondered. The only thing I desire is a happy life. A simple, happy life where I work and recreate like everyone else. I'll tell you why. As cliche as this statement is, it's still true: People fear what they don't understand, and they hate what they fear. That's why.
And so, I've simply given up on the human spirit. All humans are evil, they merely hide it behind self-righteous morality, ignorance, and the arrogant presumption that they know what is good and evil, natural and unnatural. I still can't bring myself to hate humanity, because they can't help it, which is why I don't consider myself a misanthropist. I can only feel great sadness and sometimes pity.
I've also given up on such concepts as friendship, caring, decency, and love. All of these things are delusions and lies. They don't exist... well they do, but it is born from human selfishness. People are only decent when it is fashionable, acceptable. They only love when it's convenient for them. I've stopped looking for friendship and love, and I no longer care if I gain those things. It is simply an impossibility.
But don't get me wrong. Unlike Misanthrope, I don't enjoy thinking this way and knowing the impossibility of true friendship and love. I never asked to be hated, I never wanted to loose faith in humanity, and sometimes I wish I could be in love, as I think of it, and have friends. But given the people's examples of intolerance and selfishness, again, and again, and again, ad nauseum, I am always reminded of how fuckin hypocritical, hateful, and selfish they are.
I know that I am human, and thus just as selfish, however unlike everyone else I don't hide it behind a shroud of self-righeousness, goodness, and biblical love. People are so fuckin afraid of being "evil" for hating like they do that they twist the words of their imaginary God to give validation to their hatred, and thus can hate as much as they want with a clean conscience. How fucking pathetic is that?
...I realize that I've gotten a little emotional and started ranting, so I'm going to stop here. That's my big misanthropic thread.
I generally don't agree with Misanthrope's views on life, however I found that one thing we do agree on is: People are selfish hatemongers.
In my life time I've been harrassed, spat at, cursed, told I'm an evil mistake of nature who deserves nothing more than a slow and agonizing death. My own family couldn't care less about me, and most people I've met hated me off the bat, without knowing my name, my personality, or my thoughts. Simply because I am different. Because I'm gay. I've been betrayed by friends, and have even had my life threatened.
But why? I often wondered. The only thing I desire is a happy life. A simple, happy life where I work and recreate like everyone else. I'll tell you why. As cliche as this statement is, it's still true: People fear what they don't understand, and they hate what they fear. That's why.
And so, I've simply given up on the human spirit. All humans are evil, they merely hide it behind self-righteous morality, ignorance, and the arrogant presumption that they know what is good and evil, natural and unnatural. I still can't bring myself to hate humanity, because they can't help it, which is why I don't consider myself a misanthropist. I can only feel great sadness and sometimes pity.
I've also given up on such concepts as friendship, caring, decency, and love. All of these things are delusions and lies. They don't exist... well they do, but it is born from human selfishness. People are only decent when it is fashionable, acceptable. They only love when it's convenient for them. I've stopped looking for friendship and love, and I no longer care if I gain those things. It is simply an impossibility.
But don't get me wrong. Unlike Misanthrope, I don't enjoy thinking this way and knowing the impossibility of true friendship and love. I never asked to be hated, I never wanted to loose faith in humanity, and sometimes I wish I could be in love, as I think of it, and have friends. But given the people's examples of intolerance and selfishness, again, and again, and again, ad nauseum, I am always reminded of how fuckin hypocritical, hateful, and selfish they are.
I know that I am human, and thus just as selfish, however unlike everyone else I don't hide it behind a shroud of self-righeousness, goodness, and biblical love. People are so fuckin afraid of being "evil" for hating like they do that they twist the words of their imaginary God to give validation to their hatred, and thus can hate as much as they want with a clean conscience. How fucking pathetic is that?
...I realize that I've gotten a little emotional and started ranting, so I'm going to stop here. That's my big misanthropic thread.
