I would like to thank Ralph for keeping the Coots afloat for the last little while. He has done a very Cantankerous job! Now for today, another lesson.
Wednesday Ralph was writing about email and the evils of so much garbage threatening to overwhelm us. This week I have taken a new stand with that. I just don’t give a rat’s ass about it. I click select all and scan down the list for things from my mom or the government and then delete the whole damn list. It has been nice to have an empty inbox. Am I missing some things? Probably. Do I give a rat’s ass about it? NO. There is a tie in and a lesson in one.
There has to be a point where you just give up caring what other people think and do what you need to do. I had that realization a while ago when it comes to my family. Now, I will be 36 next week and it has taken me almost all of that time to finally let go of my Father’s tyranny and not care about his opinion any more. After his hesitancy in having anything to do with my daughter after her kidney transplant (she was 3 when she had it!) to not coming and seeing his newest grandson for over a month, I don’t give a rats ass anymore. I will still be respectful, but I just don’t care about his hold over me any more. That may be a sad statement but I have finally grown up or at least more Cantankerous.
A very large part of the Cantankerous Old Coot Not Giving A Rats Ass lesson is this, you are your own person. You have the right, nay the obligation to be your own person. There has to be a point somewhere in your life where you take a stand and say, “I am me. NO one can push their thoughts and ideals on me. I will be me and I will take control of my life and my own family, my way.”
That is not an easy thing to do. It is necessary. So your homework this week is this, go find something that is stealing control of part of you. Find it, look at it lovingly, and smash it to the ground! Literally or figuratively I don’t care, but be sure to yell at it, “I don’t give a rats ass about you anymore!!!” You will feel better and you will start to let go of the things that are keeping you down, weather it be family or email. Quit giving a rats ass and you will be better off.
-Justin
And really, when this article was bein written, Zemanta put up a bunch of pics of Ralph Nader. Is he a rats ass? I don’t give a rat’s ass about him but I really don’t need to see him littering up my sidebars. What another bunch of crap I am done caring about.
It is interesting how we allow somebody to have so much control over us without giving it any thought. Why do we expect anything? What makes us think we are worthy of attention. And why does it matter so much to us? Human nature is a big mystery to me. We say we are not important – just a small cog in the great universe but then we expect to be treated as if we are the center and focus.
It would be nice to stop giving a rat’s ass but dammit, my ego just won’t let me get out of the limelight. I still give a rat’s ass because it is really all about me. Now if I only knew what I want.
You really have to be selective about what you care about. I always give a rats ass about my wife and kids, it is everything else that is debatable
Posts (and comments) like this make me really glad I’m a drunk.
A recovering drunk, but a drunk just the same. The reason it makes me happy is that this brings back into focus a saying I learned in rehab and then over and over in AA meetings. Now undrstand…I HATE cutsy sayings (I should have included cutsy sayings in my blog post about gnat bites), but I make an exception for this one:
“It’s none of my business what you think of me.”
Rewritten, it would say the same as this post…just don’t give a rat’s ass.
Bob
P.S. Following your links, then following links from there, can lead a person into some really RALLY strange blogs…LOL
Coots are never happier than when they can bring joy into people’s lives.