Enough is enough.
I am very disappointed in the hypocrites tonight.
There are days when I miss when I was in highschool…
What I learned whilst becoming a yoga instructor has taught me many things- I won’t go all preacher on your asses tonight.
(Just letting my inner Peer Counsellor have a few words tonight…)
I am becoming more and more intolerant of the lack of maturity and just plain rudeness that I come across daily.
Especially on social media sites.
It makes me cringe at how nasty and cruel people can be- especially those who look down upon someone for “bullying” people.
Harassment, insults, etc.
I shake my head at this- for really if you have an issue; there are people to talk too…
But yet I do know the feeling of being alone and unheard; reaching out to anybody who will support me. But that doesn’t mean I support people bashing others- its amazing many of these people behind these statuses would never utter these words for example in front of a whole soccer team, a teacher, or a coach.
But shockingly, I come across many hurtful people who wouldn’t even think twice about shouting it out over the radio.
As I became more comfortable with my journey in connecting my values with Ashtanga Yoga values- I became more and more sensitive to the negativity that suffocates my life. I became over stimulated with society, and all the hatred and hypocrites.
But I also found compassion for the humans behind the hateful words and actions.
It really makes my head spin when I see the battles that take part over twitter, facebook, blogs, etc.
During my journey in becoming a Yoga Instructor I have also learned about letting go of the need for defence.
I highly respect someone who stands up for their values- But I do not support “fighting fire with fire”
To put a fire out- you simply give it no fuel to survive.
No response to the hatred.
You get what I mean.
The people who read this blog will probably not be the ones who I am so disappointed in.
But that’s okay-
The people who find themselves constantly defending themselves, their decisions, or people they respect….
Those are the people that I am hoping will read this blog.
As hard as it is- let this sour taste wash away like the hawaiian surf.
Let the hard done by be hard done by, for if they really wanted to make change they live in a country where you can speak your mind and make change.
and for pete’s sakes don’t even dare say you don’t know how. If you have a beating heart you know how to make change, for better or for worse.
I understand your frustration- but spouting out on facebook, creating an army of negative energy will get you no farther than before the thought was conceived in your mind.
Tap into love, tap into gratitude for what you have already, and make plans to reach the goals you want to accomplish.
I am not trying to smack every negative nelly on the wrist with a ruler- I am just writing a blog post about what I have observed tonight, and how thankful I am that I am not swimming in the pool of acid that I once called high school anymore, that I do not have to face these people, that I have a choice to socialize with healthy people with healthy values, and no need to bring others down to make a point.
Tell me if I am correct here: Is it bullying when you make fun of someone’s disabilities?
Is it bullying when you post a status- targeting a sports team, coach, or specific teacher just because you are unhappy you did not get something that maybe they got?
I believe so.
I witnessed on my facebook tonight as I scrolled down- Someone had posted “I wish [Specific gym teacher/coach] would let us go to Hawaii instead of being so god damn weird.”
-This is the kerosene that many people decided to soak facebook with.
This may be a harmless little temper tantrum- but what it gives birth too I strongly think is bullying.
This opens up a cesspool- if one person opens up a wound, everyone else begins tearing off their deepest, crustiest scabs…
Including this comment: “or maybe if [gym teacher/coach] wasnt half jew”
and there are many other comments to follow that make this into a whole forest of negativity.
I’m sorry. Did this facebook user just use the term “Jew” as a put down?
So disgusted in humanity right now, and I am not even Jewish.
Let’s hope you will not become a member of parliament, or even worse, the Prime Minister in our future.
So what if the faculty member in question is Jewish. ( I don’t know, neither do you, it’s really none of our business )
We don’t diss people by calling them Christians do we?
How about Catholics,
remind me what century we are in?
Maybe this is the feminist in me- but this was also targeting a soccer team of talented young women.
Majority of the hateful comments were from young men.
Of course. They have something that the very angry young man doesn’t.
What I find highly frustrating, especially in the teenage culture is that when something is out of reach- many decide to bitch and complain. While the few who are above that decide to make things happen, sidestepping the need for venting on Facebook.
So unhappy young man- if you so happen to come across this here is what I propose to you.
Sure you stand up for some people.
Sure you are not playing soccer in Hawaii right now.
Here is what you could be doing.
Creating, brainstorming, stepping up to the plate, and if this is your graduating year, then creating a legacy for ones younger than you.
Go talk to the principal.
Got funding issues?
Hold a meeting with PAC.
Hold a meeting with District of Fort St. James.
Be mature, and be open to the most likely possibility of working your knuckles to the god damn bone to get what you are fighting for.
Sure the senior girl’s team went on an extravagant trip this year.
I am sure they did not sit on their butts, just waiting for someone else to pick up the pieces and fly them all to the land of sunshine. I would love to interview the coach, interview the team captains, interview the parents. They worked hard.
I was also on sports teams that worked their asses off fundraising- including other groups, not just sports….
Is it the lazy male teenager personality to blame?
But I do know it makes me very unsettled when I see shit like this on my timeline.
And if that means a soccer team for boys well then- you better look back at your teammates, and put some of your time spent on calling the coach a weird jew into more productive things.
Have you thought about why you goal has been difficult to reach?
Do you have to be reminded that even with lots of money spent- if no one shows up to practice- the way some teams contemplate skipping their own prom and graduation for provincials, then there will be no team.
Fort St. James is dominated by male hockey players.
Boy’s soccer season clashes with Boy’s hockey season.
So really- you needed to target your fellow teammates rather than pinning your hatred and negative energy on the opposite sex – who’s soccer season is the opposite of hockey season.
Need I say more?
And for the young women defending their territory on facebook.
You are simply the match to this Forest Fire- and I am sure I am not the only Smokey Bear rolling their eyes and counting my lucky stars that I survived high school and made it out alive only with a few scars and a couple months of therapy.
Let this go.
Both of you.
For this will resolve NOTHING.
Om Shanti Om Peace- show each other compassion and love.
Have empathy for the ones who have less than you, and have gratitude for the things you have.
If you did this in the first place, my blog post would of been about how my favourite meal is Asian Salad at the moment.
Did I mention how glad I am that I survived my time in hell?
So much nicer being graduated.
It’s like being taken off the butcher hook and put back out into the green pasture- to find new friends to frolic with that won’t destroy me and my self respect, values, or brain cells…
Love is all you need.
One thing I love about myself: My sense of empathy and compassion, but also my intolerance to bullshit.