Happy Birthday, Vincent Price! [May 27, 1911 - October 25, 1993]“There’s something fascinating about seeing something you don’t like at first but directly know you will love—in time. People are that way, all through life. You come against a personality, and it questions yours. You shy away but know there are gratifying secrets there, and the half-open door is often more exciting than the wide.”
Some people live a a world of delusion and they surround themselves with other people who are also living in delusion.
They convince each other that someone is the “big bad wolf” or “bully” (no matter what the actual truths are of course) and must be obliterated through personal attacks. They smugly pat each other on the back for each blow and thus they have become the bullies.
Then at the end of the day when confronted with the reality and responsibility of their own actions and words they want it be chalked up to “teenage ignorance” as one so eloquently stated it. They’d like to be excused for their age while simultaneously bashing me for my age.
So based on that “logic” I suppose these same people can say go commit crimes and such and we should all know better than to blame them for their own actions and instead realize that it’s just their “teenage ignorance”.
These people have no concept of reality or responsibility. Yet I remain the “bad person”. Amazing how much in denial people allow themselves to live in.
In real life these people wouldn’t say one word to my face and I know it.
*Oh and I’ve never actually talked to most of these haters. They are just jumping on the bandwagon, sad. Congratulating a person who calls me a “dog” and makes a mock blog of mine is hardly mature. And again do you know me? Nope. Ever talked to me? Nope. Just need attention- obviously.
**Anyways I am done with all these people. I don’t look at their blogs/facebooks because I don’t care about them or their opinions- other people let me know about their shit talking. The person who started all this drama should know that not every text post I make has to do with her- don’t flatter yourself you aren’t that important.
A couple watching a performance on 42nd Street. New York, 1959.
By Rene Burri
Thanks. Agreed. It’s a statment people make a LOT.
They weren’t the “good old days”. Although a lot of good music, film, fashion, art and other things came out of that era the social injustices amongst other things make it a very dark and ugly time in history.
“No one really runs away from anything. It’s like a private trap that holds us in like a prison. You know what I think? I think that we’re all in our private traps, clamped in them, and none of us can ever get out. We scratch and we claw, but only at the air, only at each other, and for all of it, we never budge an inch.”