What's up. Happy Friday. It's chill. I know it's late and shit but I don't really give a fuck. I was think as I was about to fall asleep and I ended up getting myself all pissed off about society to the point I am no longer tired.
Why does such a vast majority of the world simply not care about being successful? I don't exactly know how to start writing about this topic, it's hard to express what I've come to observe. I'll start by speaking for myself.
I am attempting to be a pilot. I have a goal, and it will be incredibly difficult to attain. However, I profoundly care about it. Right now, the thing that's putting thousands of pounds of pressure on my shoulders is the fact that in less than three months, I'll find out what the Air Force thinks of me. The factor that stays in my mind all day is the possibility of the United States Air Force thinking that I, as a human being, am awesome enough to deserve thousands and thousands of dollars.
Now let's take a gander at the other gentlemen living on my floor. The factor that lingers in their mind is simply a matter of getting fucked up and stupid, which will in turn make them happy. They will smoke $40 of "good shit" tonight and laugh over the fact that they forgot where to pick up the pizza they just ordered. They won't make dean's list this semester; they won't get a paycheck for simply learning; they will never wear a pair of silver wings on their jackets. They won't get high paying jobs; they won't have anything of substance to be relatively proud of. But the mind-fuck is the fact that THEY DON'T CARE.
If somebody sat me down, let's say it's God. If God sat me down at a table and told me that I wasn't going to get a scholarship for the Air Force and added that I wasn't going to lead a successful and meaningful life, I would probably cry. There's no possible way I could continue any sort of enthusiasm in my life.
Back to the other gentlemen, it seems God hasn't taken the time out of his day to sit these boys down and tell them that they are indeed to-be-fuck-ups. But SOMEONE (whether you say it was God, the police, etc.) has thrown a couple signs. Failing classes, campus police busts, letters to the Hall Director etc. are all clues to the fact that maybe you're not gonna make it as the head of America's next multi-million dollar law firm.
Yet, n o b o d y cares.
That's where my question comes in. Such a huge portion of society never amounts to ANYTHING. Nowadays, it's considered a huge success to just make it into college and be able to pay for it. But then half the people fail classes skate by and still don't make it out with much to be proud of. Such a huge portion of society lives up to the cliche of failing at life. And no one gives a damn. Why?
But they love their weed. Holy shit do they love their weed. They can blatantly fail at something but at the end of the day if they have their weed all is well.
I fucking love weed. I love it I love it I love it. The more it spreads throughout the upper percentiles of intelligence, the more people start to not wanna do anything. Thus, the standard is lowered for us who are both intelligent and focused. Yes, several ROTC cadets smoke weed here and there in secrecy. However, the average GPA of my cadet-class is 2.7, and mine is 3.8.
Weed spreads like a virus. That's because people who smoke weed start to truly believe it's an all-healing medicine, in which the world would be a better place if everyone just smoked a little weed. What pisses me off on a personal level is when the following conversation is brought up:
"Decker, why don't you smoke weed?" A reasonable question to ask. No harm done.
"Because, I want to be an Air Force pilot, and I cannot smoke weed in the Air Force." My honest answer.
"Oh but dude, you're totally fine man. I asked around and they don't even drug test or anything so you're fine. Why don't you come smoke with us?" Boom. Now I'm pissed.
The reason I don't smoke weed isn't that the Air Force drug tests me and I can't fail a drug test. That's not what I fucking said. I said I don't smoke weed because the Air Force doesn't allow it, with good reason: weed turns you into a complete idiot for two hours and makes you happy for shit you shouldn't be happy about. Yeah I know I don't get drug tested. You're not helping me by alarming me "But Decker! I checked for you! You CAN smoke weed! All hope is not lost!" acting like I'm about to drop dead if I don't hit a bong.
Whoever said weed isn't addictive is wrong. It's addicting in the fact that it's so nonaddictive. Counterintuitive, I know. Nothing will happen to you physically if you smoke weed your whole life. Unlike drinking or crack, you are doing little bodily harm. But for some reason this becomes a challenge; no one ever puts away weed and says "I don't want to do this anymore" because there is never a reason to. With drinking, if you drink too much, you start finding that you'll need to stop because if you don't you'll become an alcoholic and it's stonemasoned into our brains that that is labeled as BAD. With weed, that human instinct that tells you "stop this habit or something BAD will happen" never speaks up, because as I mentioned weed won't truly cause any harm. As a result, weed smokers NEVER stop smoking weed i.e. addicted. Of course they can stop, but they never will.
This I think answers my initial question. Why doesn't anyone care that they're a fuck-up? I can't speak for everyone, but I have a hunch that around 4:00 or 5:00 in the afternoon when they start to care, they light-up instead. Around 4 or 5 when I start to stress, I have pride to fall back on and aspirations to keep me elevated. Perhaps this is why, with the exception of musicians, there aren't a lot of successful potheads in society.
I'm sorry this wasn't a funny post, hopefully it was at least insightful. I'm glad I'm at this end of the glass watching everyone else slowly fuck up while I succeed, rather than the other way around. It's good to see that everyone I'm closely associated with is the same way. I like sharing moments of success with my friends and having them smile and tell me about how they succeeded the fuck out of their day as well.
Even if I don't become and Air Force pilot (ignoring the fact that technically I already am) at least I'm not a fucking pothead.
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