Relative Something

What I find weird about hateful, angry people is the level to which they are succeeding in unabashedly flaunting their rude or disrespectful statements and behaviors. It has become increasingly difficult for honorable people to collectively compensate for the onslaught of unsavory energy trashing our world.

It is weird how the prevailing narrative of a US Presidential election is that one person winning the office will instantly solve all the problems considered most important to that candidate’s supporters. I don’t think it works that way.

It seems rather weird that people willingly draw attention to their allegiance to a rude and disrespectful ideology. Big signs, big flags, and blatant vulgar language intended to profess adamant support for arguably the weirdest candidate who repeatedly violates laws and standards.

Weirdness prevails despite the desire of some people to have their version of normalcy universalized. Is up up today or is up down? Group thinkers against group thinking. There should be only good news in the world and we are willing to kill people to achieve it. I’m not weird, you’re weird.

If two wrongs don’t make a right, does doubling down on weirdness make any outcome less weird?

Is it weird that people who lie tend to get angry when presented with facts that counter their lies? Imagine if they didn’t. It would be mind-blowingly weird today if liars suddenly accepted correction and ended their deceit.

For some people, weirdness is considered a badge of honor. Those who wish for an absence of nonconformity are unlikely to see it that way.

I find myself returning to the phrase, “[Thou] doth protest too much.”

The more energy a person puts into protesting being labeled weird, the more likely they are cementing the authentication of said weirdness.

If the shoe fits, weirdo…

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