If a video or a post brings you even a microsecond of relief from the drama of every day life, do NOT dare sneak a peek at the attached comments. It would seem that people are so happy to wallow in their own misery that they cannot resist dragging everyone else into the quagmire of their own self loathing.
There is a classic line in the movie Last of the Mohicans; “Magua’s heart is twisted; he would turn others into what twisted him”. This has never been more true than in today’s society, where it’s not enough for one to be miserable, but it seems imperative to justify one’s own misery by dragging as many people down that particular path as humanly possible.
That’s why I’m glad I’m a dog; I don’t have to subscribe to such idiotic behaviour. Sure, I nibble my butt and wash my loins in public, flounce about when and where I want to without a moment’s regard as to who might be watching, even engage in the occasional butt scooting session across dad’s carpet, but who cares? It’s said that those who dance appear insane to those that can’t hear the music.
And I fully realize that many can’t understand the wisdom of a dog posting her thoughts and experiences on the Internet for the world to see, but I don’t give a dried up, litter-encrusted cat turd for what those people think. I am the Charles, and I did NOT emerge from the confines of a stinking plastic crate simply to voluntarily place myself in another, this one built of public opinion.
(Yo, Charlie, you’re amping it up again… tone it down a notch; you know this happens every time you consume coffee grounds directly from the trash)
I don’t think so, dad, I’m on a roll, and I LIVE to roll; down the highway or down the page, it matters not to me, as long as I’m always covering new ground.
I started this page as a non-saccharine alternative to the incessant negativity offered elsewhere on the web, and I can truthfully say that in the thousands of comments posted here, I can count the negative responses on my paws. I attribute this to two things, A: the stellar quality of the inmates around the globe that follow my adventures, and B: The knowledge that unjustified negativity would instantly get one cast into outer darkness by the other inmates, to the sound of weeping and wailing and gnashing of teeth.
So your mission today, should you choise to accept it: lead by example. Go forth today and flounce, scoot, whatever it takes to set you apart from the pack, for unless you’re the lead dog, the view never changes.
Tomorrow’s tests will arrive soon enough without you hastening their arrival by you pressing on the fretcellerator, neither can you alter their ETA by mashing the brakes, so why waste the gas and energy?
I say save it for the next road trip west!
Charlie Bravo out.
