I never had a dysfunctional family, but I've always had snarling communications problems with the world around me nonetheless, in spite of being told repeatedly by a diverse range of people that I actually communicate quite well.
I came to realize that it wasn't really a communication problem at all. The rest of humanity is an alien species to me. *I* communicate just fine; THEY'RE the ones who are fucked in the head.
I'm sure I've told you this before, but I was five years old when I started reading the newspaper. Five years old, and the first things I learned about the serious adult world was that it was a place of AIDS, acid rain, Ayatollahs and nuclear arms races. Five years old, and right there, in black and white, were all these adults — Democrats and Republicans, Americans and Russians — who didn't agree on anything else, but they all agreed that the world was going to end, and yet, it didn't stop them — didn't even slow them down — from doing all the same things that they themselves believed would inevitably bring about the end of everything.
The communication problem is with THEM, and NOT with you. FUCK them. I hope THEY get raped to death by packs rabid wild dogs that rip out their guts while they're still alive. The fact that you don't speak THEIR language is proof that you're SUPERIOR to them.
... Oh, look at that; I seem to have stumbled onto a new paradigm for our relationship. ;)
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Date: 2011-06-30 12:27 am (UTC)I came to realize that it wasn't really a communication problem at all. The rest of humanity is an alien species to me. *I* communicate just fine; THEY'RE the ones who are fucked in the head.
I'm sure I've told you this before, but I was five years old when I started reading the newspaper. Five years old, and the first things I learned about the serious adult world was that it was a place of AIDS, acid rain, Ayatollahs and nuclear arms races. Five years old, and right there, in black and white, were all these adults — Democrats and Republicans, Americans and Russians — who didn't agree on anything else, but they all agreed that the world was going to end, and yet, it didn't stop them — didn't even slow them down — from doing all the same things that they themselves believed would inevitably bring about the end of everything.
The communication problem is with THEM, and NOT with you. FUCK them. I hope THEY get raped to death by packs rabid wild dogs that rip out their guts while they're still alive. The fact that you don't speak THEIR language is proof that you're SUPERIOR to them.
... Oh, look at that; I seem to have stumbled onto a new paradigm for our relationship. ;)