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When ‘life” was hurting me, I’ve smiled many times. Still do. And it helps.
You know what also helps? Laughing at assholes who cause my shit. Or kick their asses.
To stay realistic, though, I share with you two Billie Holiday songs:
Was the second, When You’re Smiling ? Strange Fruit brings chills to my body. We can’t control the events in our life, but we can control how we respond to them. And smiling opens a world of possibilities. That includes kicking some tufts asses one day! 😊
Kicking someone’s ass never could make me smile. It only made me sad. Even if it was the right thing to do. And while smiling can be a great tool, it also can soothing a situation that shouldn’t be soothened at all. Reason wht I posted these two videos.
I know you replied, but I can’t see it here. Did you remove it?
Not sure why my reply was pending on my end.
That’s where we disagree! Kicking someone’s ass who caused me severe pain would be immensely pleasurable and a reason to smile. It’s a delicious ingredient of a healthy stew. Part of the reason people don’t smile is that they try to live up to someone else’s standard. I believe forgiveness is overrated. It’s an ingredient that leads to tolerance of abuse and oppression by others.
Smiling doesn’t have to squash the fight in you. It doesn’t mean you have to be a pushover or turn the other cheek. Smiling gives me the confidence to go after what I want. It shifts the focus.
That’s where we disagree! Kicking someone’s ass who caused me severe pain would be immensely pleasurable and a reason to smile. It’s a delicious ingredient of a healthy stew. Part of the reason people don’t smile is that they try to live up to someone else’s standard. I believe forgiveness is overrated. It’s an ingredient that leads to tolerance of abuse and oppression by others.
Smiling doesn’t have to squash the fight in you. It doesn’t mean you have to be a pushover or turn the other cheek. Smiling gives me the confidence to go after what I want. It shifts the focus.
Have you, for instance, ever broken someone’s face, and felt good about it?
I’m not in the forgiveness business. I once wrote: “I’m not one who goes with ‘an eye for an eye’, but will take both eyes.” Thought you knew that. However, it never made me feel good.
I can’t say I’ve ever broken someone’s face, so I don’t know how I’d feel about it. It might feel good.
“It might feel good.” Many years ago I thought so too. Till I was confronted with it in real life. Doesn’t mean I won’t do it again. But not for feeling good.
Why did you do it again if it gave you no pleasure?
Because sometimes it’s the only way to stop assholes’ behavior, or make them pay for what they’ve done to someone.
You must have gotten satisfaction. I bet I’ve been around more assholes than you, and they have treated me worse but breaking their face is not something I entertained. Come on; there are others to handle a situation, especially if you don’t get satisfaction from breaking their face.
Depending on others in matters like this is not my thing. But you did? And they handled it well? Having read lots of your stuff, and also exchanged thoughts with you privately during the years, I didn’t get that impression. On the contrary.
If you never have sent a person to hell yourself, then don’t tell me I must have felt good and/or gotten satisfaction from it when having done this.
You’ve known me since the head injury when I started to go downhill. Before that, I sent people to another part of hell. When I was weak, I needed help. Beggars can’t be choosy. There is satisfaction, whether acknowledged or not, when you get the best of someone who traumatized you. It might be bitter-sweet.
Btw, I recall you bragging about those escapades of violence.
Well, maybe it came across to you as bragging, and maybe it was. I sure as hell like to show off sometimes and tell the stories from my life in a what I call entertaining, provoking, challenging and more often then not a humoristic, sarcastic, and cynical way. Doesn’t mean, though, I feel good and satisfied if my actions cause someone to visit the ER, or make a person ideate suicide. I hate to hurt people, and feel sad when I do, no matter what they did to me or a loved one. But like I already said, it won’t keep me from doing so when I think it must be done. You can’t believe this? So be it. But this is who and what I am.
“Doesn’t mean, though, I feel good and satisfied if my actions cause someone to visit the ER, or make a person ideate suicide. I hate to hurt people, and feel sad when I do, no matter what they did to me or a loved one. ”
WOWWW! That’s a side I haven’t seen.
Have you ever intentionally made a person ideate suicide?
Btw, I was having fun with you. The post is about having a sense of humor.
There are more sides to me than you ever could imagine, Angela.
And yes, I did. Just for fun.