I have been called shallow and pretentious. Because that’s what I was a few years back. Eighteen years old, shallow and pretentious. I am sure that I did manage to get rid of that sentiment to an extent over the years, not completely of course. I wrote about it. Learned a bit of humility. This blog stands as convincing evidence. Just check the first ten posts. Not that anyone will be judging me, I am judged all the time. I just refuse to take another dose of anyone’s decayed, bygone sense of judgment and hypocrisy. On being pretentious, I’d say I’m really hilarious. So much that I could make jokes at my expense. I still do. But when it's about what I do without affecting my neighbor's ass, I should be the one who decides.
A very interesting example. Being an alcoholic is much less dangerous than being an egoist. The point at which you start thinking you are always right every time is much more dangerous than the stage at which you take alcohol and know that you are harming yourself. I am not glorifying either alcohol or any other substance. It’s the distracting, illusionary private world and none of it is real, but it is a private world nonetheless. And I hate the idea of people policing against it. I won’t force it on someone else. But that’s one of the many examples to show the way moral police group around me works. I would appreciate if they would concentrate more on respecting women and elders in the first place.
Not many people are remembered for being so called ‘morally just’ for long. But definitely no one remembers hypocrites who constantly claim to be ultimate idealists, yet fail to pass the everyday tests that life has in store. I am not one of those who constantly push down morals if I can’t have my way with them being there, there’s a difference. I just won’t let anyone get hypocritical with me when it comes to ethics.
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