Never Mind Brought Up, Have You Even Been Dragged Up?

Let me start by saying that I have found it refreshing to see that more people I know have started blogging – or at least potentially doing so more regularly. I will be the first to admit that I thought it would be a non-starter for me but has definitely started to slightly take over my life! Better this than nothing I suppose. However, that is merely a warm introduction to what I’m sure some who read this will find to be quite a cold blog towards certain people.

It was when talking recently with a very good friend of mine that we realised that although many of the people we had grown up with, and some whom we were exceptionally close to, seem to have done absolutely none of the maturing which, at least I, had revelled in. I consider myself an adult now and tend to do all functions as such. I have even endeavoured to wipe my own arse, which I am sure some of the aforementioned children (and I call them this as they clearly still have such a mind-set) have neglected in favour of being overwhelmingly reliant on the people around them. But this got me wondering further. I mean, whoever is idiotic and tolerant enough to be manipulated by these mugs can surely not have done any maturing themselves. It may be a mother or father clinging on to the good ol’ breastfeeding days, a sibling taking an (over) protective interest in their wee brother or sister, or a partner who has so willingly clambered underneath the thumb of said mug, but all of these options, and others, have allowed this to happen! Shame on you! Oh, and take that PERSONALLY, I truly mean it.

In truth, I have less animosity towards those who haven’t done the growing up than the ones who have accommodated such ridiculous behaviour. What’s worrying though is the abundance of these people at universities. And I’m not just talking Chester here, as I have seen them on my travels when visiting friends at other universities. I just don’t understand how the world’s future ‘academics’ (ironic as it may be) can not keep a hold of their house keys, book a hair appointment, or go a week without calling home for those oh so precious comforting words from home. It’s time to grow and let grow. I’m confident that if any of them did this they would feel great emancipation both in themselves and the people they have entrapped.  Once this has been allowed, we may see some true intellectualism develop and whatever the true potential of some of these people may be realised.

As a warning of what may become of these people we only need to look at the mentality of someone like Boris Johnson who appears to be 99% intelligence and 1% common sense. Such evidence shows that we need a minimum of 49% common sense to survive unscathed in this world.