Am I A Miserable Old Man?

     My wife says I'm just a miserable old man.  She says I find fault in everyone and every situation.  She says that I'm only happy when other people are miserable like me. To find pleasure in the misfortune of others perhaps?  Nah.  I'm just a realist.  I call out bullshit when I hear it.  I shoot from the hip, I speak my mind (whether you want me to or not), I'm loud and I'm obnoxious.  For the purposes of this blog entry, I will use the word "hate" as sort of an index of what pisses me off.  Not actual "hatred", but more "dislike".  The word "hate" has more dramatic affect. I hate most people in some way, shape or form.  Other than my close family members and close personal friends, I pretty much hate everyone else.  Allow me to explain:

I hate people on social media.  I hate the people who take pics of their food and post it.  I hate people who post uplifting generic quotes.  I hate people who post pics of their crafts.  I hate the people who post bible quotes.  I hate the people who post about how miserable they are.  I hate the people who post how miserable they are and then decline to answer "why"?  I hate the people who post pics of their pets.  I hate the people who post political messages.  I hate the people who post/share stupid games.  I hate people who take polls on social media.  I hate people who post those stupid random information games (how many tattoos?  how many states have you visited?  have you ever broken a bone?  have you ever been arrested?)  < that dumb shit.  I hate people who use those dumb ass filters - wolf ears, cat ears, whiskers, devil horns, etc....   I hate the divorced couple who slams their ex.  I hate the people who post how great their life is.  I hate the people that post about how horrible their life is.

I hate paying taxes for things that I don't use or need. I hate the people that take advantage of my taxes. I've never once needed or wanted government assistance, ever.  I don't mind paying taxes for our fire-department, police-department, basic services (roads, sewerage, garbage collection, etc...) and things like that.  But after researching how my tax dollars are spent, I realized I was assisting in supporting people that are lazy, ignorant, worthless and useless.  Over 60% of my tax dollars are spent on:

• Welfare
• Food-Stamps
• Health-care (free hospitals, abortions, clinics, prescription drugs)
• Public Housing
• Education 

So let me get this straight - I have a job that I get paid to do.  I spend that EARNED money on certain things to support myself and my family.  Things such as food, clothing, shelter, health-insurance, schooling for my children, and to provide life's necessities.   So once I'm done paying for me and my family, I then have to pay for other people?  When did I become financially responsible for non-family members?  When did I become responsible for those who've made poor life choices?  Why am I responsible to provide you with food, clothing, shelter, health-care, education or housing?  No one GAVE me anything so why should I be forced to give YOU anything?  It doesn't make sense and I hate it.  As a matter of fact I'd consider it theft.  To take something that you haven't earned or doesn't belong to you.

It has nothing to do with being heartless or mean.  If I chose to help others, it's my choice and I can give to whatever charity I choose.  Otherwise it's theft.

I'm OUT!