Then I must be a pretty strong motherfucker.
Like, this week, there’ve been a lot of pretty major notable events in the world that people are talking about. Which is another way of saying that’s what people on my limited Facebook news feed are going on about, that I’ve got little to no clue to what it really is. It’s not that I don’t care about all these things, but if it doesn’t affect my course of daily life, then I can’t really say that I’d be paying attention to it in the first place.
Take for example the story of Wendy Davis and her 13-hour filibuster in Texas. I had no clue to what it was about in the first place. I wasn’t sure if people I knew were for it or against it; based on the copious amounts of buzzwords, flaky allegiance and when all else fails, memes, in regards to the topic, I found it to be confusing. I see the name “Texas” and automatically assume that it’s probably some overly conservative nut-job trying to ruin everyone else’s lives in the name of god or something. It wasn’t until I was bored enough to find out details of this event that I was able to come to my own conclusion of how I felt about the whole situation, as well as the gist of it, generally.
And although it’s kind of inappropriate, I have to say that regardless of what side of the fence you’re on, I find something attractive and cougar-y about Wendy Davis.
And then there was the whole Supreme Court versus gay marriage thing all over again. I didn’t even realize that this was coming up again. All I knew was that suddenly people on Facebook were changing their icons to pink equal signs all over again, prompting me to look at my screen and go “not this shit again.” Seriously, I understand that it’s a positive message, done in good intentions, but me personally I think it’s pointless and doesn’t really accomplish anything other than being a sheep in the machine, but that’s me, and I know I’m a contrarian prick a lot of the time that goes against the grain by default, often times for no other sake than going against the grain.
So, as a pretty liberal minded guy, I’m fine with the direction of how things turned out. Gay folks should be treated like everyone else – meaning they have as much right to be miserable and jaded by the concept and execution of marriage, and be subject to radical divorce penalties as much as everyone else does. The point of this post remains though; I had no idea that it was even back in the mainstream light again until I saw everyone blathering on about it and changing their icons. I guess I just don’t pay attention to what’s going on in “the mainstream.”
More recently is the whole trial against the guy who shot and killed the black kid in Florida. The George Zimmerman case. I so want to call him George Zimmer, the Men’s Warehouse guy who was recently fired; man, it must suck to be George Zimmer lately, for all the people who are mistaking him for the racist murderer in Florida. But anyway, I had no idea that this was even still going to trial. Didn’t the killing happen like a year ago? Why is just now going to trial? I mean I know the legal system is slow, compromised and corrupted, but Jesus Christ that’s a long time to wait.
The funniest thing about this is that I was watching some of the televised parts of one of the witnesses for the prosecution, claiming to be the friend that Trayvon Martin was on the phone with at the time of his killing. For starters, for an alleged 19-year old, she looked like she was Trayvon Martin’s mom. But it was almost painful to watch the defense lawyers grilling her and repeating the same questions with varying phrases to confuse her and see how her answers varied, to which a petrified girl collapsed on public television like a house of cards.
The sad thing about this trial is that it’s even happening. I mean, from enough steps away, is that it’s essentially the story about a paranoid, racist man thinking that a black teenager is up to no good, and shoots and kills him without any genuine provocation. I’m not going to pretend like I understand how the legal system works, but from my plebeian standpoint, it’s about as layup of a clear cut case as there should be. It’s obvious that as long as it involves race, it’s a perfect excuse to make a spectacle out of, and in the end, there really isn’t going to be a winner, because if Zimmerman is guilty, it’s because the kid was black, and if Zimmerman is found innocent, it’s because the kid was black. No winners, only losers.
Aaron Hernandez, in spite of the circus surrounding the fact that he killed a guy, will likely be found not guilty somehow, because he is a professional athlete, and the United States is too far up the nuts of the NFL to let anything happen to an NFL player. I mean, it’s been 13 years since Ray Lewis murdered a guy, but now that he’s retired and gone, his title of “active murderer” needs to go to someone else, to which it should fit like a glove on Hernandez. Not that I give a shit about the whole trial process that is going to take place, but I am a little curious to see what Hernandez’s defense is going to be, or rather more to the point, if it’s just going to be “I had nothing to do with it” over and over again like Ray Lewis did, while the prosecution bargains with those trying to bribe them into a not-guilty verdict.
When Hernandez goes free, and goes back to the NFL, I really hope he gets picked up by the Ravens. The comedy from that alone would transcend decades.
But the bottom line to all of this is that in the end, I really don’t care about any of these matters. Sure, they might be something to talk about or write about, but none of them really impact my daily life. Maybe it’s my choice to want to live in somewhat of a metaphorical box, but there are a lot of things that I think about more than these current affairs. Some of which include:
- What should I eat for dinner tonight
- Really hoping to get Nidalee in an ARAM game
- That Dan Uggla doesn’t strike out looking with two outs and runners on
It’s not that these current events aren’t somewhat important on a grander scale, I just don’t really care about them. So if ignorance is truly strength, like I do on a regular basis at the gym, I think I’ll continue to focus on trying to get stronger.