Respect
March 23, 2008 · Filed under: Thoughts.
“Respect must be earned” is a phrase most of us have heard before, and something that should be put into practice as we go about our daily lives. It’s basic manners and common sense. Yet some people, specifically adults, don’t seem to realize its importance.
When I’m around adults I respect them by default, because I was raised to be a decent human being. However, this respect is not permanent; it exists only until the other person makes me think otherwise. And once that respect is lost, it takes a lot to earn it back. I don’t hold grudges, but I’m not a child, and if you want my respect you must treat me accordingly.
In my opinion, adults are basically teenagers trapped in an older person’s body, with responsibilities, assets, and a bit of experience. Age to me is nothing but a number. Some adults have a lot more growing up to do, and even those that don’t still have a lot to learn and experience. They’re no better or smarter than I—they’re just a couple of years older. So naturally, it irritates the hell out of me when they demand my respect without earning it. It irritates me even more when they’re rude, immature, or just plain assholes and still demand my respect, almost as if it’s expected.
I’m sorry, but if that’s the kind of game they’re into, the kind where they can act however they want and hide behind their “adult status”, then I refuse to play. And that goes for adults and people my age. There shouldn’t be a difference, and to me, there isn’t. We should all respect eachother regardless of age or status.
And if you’re not ready to join in this little game I like to call Manners And Common Decency, you’ll have to step the fuck aside. The grown ups have some things to discuss.
A little romp in the snow
March 20, 2008 · Filed under: Personal. Photos.
Brent’s dog, Downtown Jackie Brown (or Jack for short), and I went outside the other day since the snow was melting. Jack hates snow, so the sight of it disappearing must have lifted his spirits. And mine, too. So I went outside and took pictures of Hope. After taking pictures of dead trees, I decided to concentrate on a more exciting subject: Jack himself.
Jack’s adorable paw prints in the snow.
He heard another dog bark and got excited.
Time for a quick potty break.
Time to go back inside.
It snowed the day after, naturally, but it’s melting quickly. And thank god. I need spring.
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