A sickness is taking this country by storm, a banal and petty and worn-out old form, the habit of empty and vacuous speech, the tendency to merely drone on and preach. Worse though is when people make fun of words, with much condescension and fat verbal turds, as soon as another gets her thoughts mixed up, they lash at her honor and shit in her cup. These assholes they sit there and patiently wait, until a close confidant should hesitate, make use of poor idiom or hapless phrase, whereupon these assholes then hound her for days. While quick to add insult they rarely assist, preferring instead to ridicule and hiss, and laugh while their victim just sits there ashamed, her pride much deflated, her competence lamed. So next time one close to you makes a error, please smile politely and then wait for her to finish her sentence before you let fly, with verbiage hateful, abrasive, or sly, for she's not the one standing there like a dunce, her self-esteem battered and shoddy for months, the wounded one is he who has geared his days, toward mocking his fellows and their verbal ways.
© americanifesto / 場黑麥
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