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Hypocrisy of the Human Condition

GUILTY as charged.

Let me say that before I start my rant.

Ok.

Now, let's go.

I've said so many times that I observe so much and sometimes say so little and I continue to be amazed that people assume they are getting away with whatever.

Doesn't it seem, though, that the very thing we complain about in others, we do ourselves. I've seen folks get up in arms about a situation or this or that. "He did this and I can't believe he did this...." or "How inconsiderate she was....I can't believe"....blah, blah, blah

and then turn around and do the same things to other people.

What is that about? I'm sure I do the same thing so this isn't some indictment of any one person but just how we all need to do a better job of paying attention to our words and deeds. "Treat people as you would like to be treated." Remember that one. And sometimes we think we're doing just that until someone points it out.

Now there are slip ups and you can forgive those but then there's the BS. Huh No! Some people play dumb so they have an excuse for being an ass and just getting out of something. LAME.

Stop it. The folks you are hurting are smart enough to notice. They feel it. Just stop. Admit to your mistakes. Be honest. Be real.

Why lie? We all are hypocrites. Humans are flawed and we have to acknowledge our flaws. Don't mistreat someone and when called on it....go...."oops". Be Real.


Bottomline....actions speak louder than words. What you do, should match what you say. If you don't want people mistreating you, don't mistreat others as well.

yanno.

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