it’s not fair!!!
If ever there were three words that made me despair of the race, it is those.
I don’t drink. I don’t smoke anymore. I don’t do drugs, and these days I would usually rather have the pain than a vicodin, I was never meant to enjoy that stuff.
Oh, don’t get me wrong, I still have my demons, and you don’t want to hear about them. Suffice to say that it is only a combination of constant vigilance and the prayers and intercession of people better than me that my demons don’t devour me. And if they did, I would deserve what I got.
But at no point do I ever complain that it’s not fair. I don’t complain that it isn’t fair that other people have no issue with these demons, neither internal nor external. I don’t spend my life railing that my co-workers can eat carbs like locusts and still weigh 190 lbs. I don’t whine that some people make hundreds of thousands and not I, when it they just run around in nice suits in nice cars and I get to make all their dreams come true. (Ok, if I’m honest, I do rail about this stuff among friends, like anyone, but I don’t bust my ass getting a federal mandate to MAKE IT STOP BECAUSE IT’S UNFAIR!)
because life isn’t fair. It isn’t fair that some people are mean to gay people. I don’t care. It isn’t fair that some people are mean to black people. I don’t care. It isn’t fair that some men make more than some women doing the same jobs, I don’t care. In fact that is how I want the world I live in to be. artificially ‘Levelling the playing field” so everyone has an “Equal chance” is the most fucked up thing I can think of. Oh, it’s horrible, smart kids are not being able to fulfill their potential! Welcome to the world. it sucks everywhere. If you don’t win the parent lottery you’re fucked. If you don’t win the born in the right country lottery you’re fucked. If you don’t win the go to school in the right neighborhood lottery you’re fucked.
You are responsible for changing your situation. You are responsible for dragging your ass out of the sewer. You are responsible for yourself. When you use the force of government or public opinion to make people be nice to you or make things “Fair” you can be sure they will make a mess of it, and that’s what we have now.
I’m not a remarkable figure, but I am respected among those who know what I do. Some of what I have has been luck, but I parlayed the luck into success with a lot of hard damned work. You want to be successful/accepted/whatever, the one way to ensure my disgust is to ask someone else to fix things for you.
Life isn’t fair. Grow a pair, deal with it, and move on.
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A (thankfully) former girlfriend said it was “unfair” that I made five or six times what she did. I had BS and MS degrees in computer science and was working 60 hour weeks as a consultant. She had an AA degree in Women’s Studies and worked 15 hours a week answering phones in the college where we met and transferring those calls to the right departments. I agreed, it was unfair, I should’ve been making 20 times what she was.
Another glimpse into her mindset: she didn’t drive, so I drove everywhere (we lived in Staten Island, NYC, so you didn’t NEED a car, but it sure made things more convenient). The power-window switch on the passenger side went, and it took me a couple weeks to get it fixed (the aforementioned 60 hour weeks you know). She nagged me until I fixed it, saying she wanted to “assert her independence”. By adjusting a car window. In my car, which I paid for. By me making a repair, for which I also paid. So she could assert her independence.
Some people just don’t get it.
Children all.
Treat them as such and when they say stop treating me like a child, tell them to stop acting like one. Does work some times but usually pisses people off.
Like I care.
Life and liberty are all that is required. What you do with it is up to you.
I’m with ya.
The only thing “unfair” is me listening to someone bitch about things being unfair. You don’t get anything more “fair” than the opportunities afforded to everyone in this country.
Well, the only time I think it is appropriate to use the word “fair” is in in the quote “the only fair fight is the one you win”.
Thank goodness my liberal wife doesn’t whine about the fact that I make twice as much as she does. :)
I have a sign hanging above my desk:
“Success always looks easy to those who weren’t around when it was being made.”
My standard retort to anyone who wants me to fix something that is part of their responsibilities: “You want me to start wiping your ass for you too?”
One of the quickest ways to piss me off is to start whining about what’s “fair”. Grrrrrrrr.
I’ve been hit with the “it’s not fair you make so much more than I do” by the administrative types, some high school educated, some “welfare to work”, making a pretty good salary for what they do.
I always say this. “I’ll make you a deal, for the next 8 years, you will work 7 days a week, while going to school full time. You will eat oatmeal and bean soup, you will not have enough time to make a relationship work, you will rarely have sex, forget about kids and a house or even a decent car, everything will be focused on this 8 years. When that 8 years is up, I will hand you a bill for $150,000, while you spend the next four years, working 60 hours a week, while making less than a supervisor at McDonalds. Then, when you have done that, I will give you my paycheck for the next 12 years, and we’ll be ‘fair'”
I’ve not had any takers, and they usually shut up after that.
I do not want “fair”.
I want mercy.
I accept that life isn’t fair, I just wish it was unfair in MY favor more often.
While I agree with you about “it’s not fair”, the one that really frosts me even more lately is “there ought to be a law”.
Yeah, the two go hand in hand, dammit.
In some cases, there ought to be a law. They just aren’t necessarily cases where the reigning lib/progs would agree with the need.
For instance, I think there should be a law that all Congresscritters should spend five years in jail for every two years they spend in Congress.
Nathan, you are far too kind!! In any case, almost all our Governors, here in the Peoples Republik of Illinois, exit the Governor’s Mansion, for digs of a starker nature at one of the Federal Holiday Inns.
Right on!
Exactly what my dad said when I dared say “It ain’t fair Dad”.