New Author Webpage




Meanderings and Muses isn't going anywhere.

BUT -


I do have a new webpage which will focus mostly on my writing.

If you're interested in reading more about my books, anthologies, and events, please click over to "Kaye Wilkinson Barley"

There are even a few videos of me reading from "Whimsey: A Novel," and from other favorite authors' work.

With more videos still to come.



The new page is a work in progress with plans for still more to come
- I'm just still trying to figure out exactly what that might be -
so check back from time to time, please.


See you there!






Wednesday, December 5, 2012

Things I just don't get . . . .



As I creep along into my dotage I’ve come to realize there are an awful lot of things I just don’t get.

 



I don’t get mean people. 



Don’t get me wrong - I'm not talking about someone who will react in a like manner when someone has been mean to them – hell, I’m most definitely one of those.  I mean people who are just plain mean.  And worse, they seem perfectly okay with it.  Boring - don't you find them boring as all get-out??




But.  You all know exactly how I feel about mean people.  I've blogged about it for years and harped about it all over the place. 

So, today I want to talk about other things I just don't get.
 
I don’t get people who want to show me their wounds.  You know, I figure that bandage there tells me all I want to know about your boo-boo. 




Same for an illness.  "I'm sick" is all I need to hear.  Really.  I won’t feel a bit more empathy for you once I’ve heard the list of symptoms that are going to cause me to turn green than I did in the beginning with “I’m sick . . . . “  (I know, I know - I'd make the worse possible nurse on God's green earth . . .  sigh).


 

 

I don’t get arrogance.  You know people who think they know sooooo much more than the rest of us? I find it to be an especially unattractive trait.  And boring. 

Guess what . . . .


 
 

I don’t get “drama.”  I don’t mean the occasional “Oh My GAWD” moment.  I mean those people who have a drama a day – two a day – the more the merrier.  sigh.  After a while it becomes expected.  and boring.  (unless you're Norma Desmond)

  





 
But, there are people who need that spotlight so badly that even pity is a reward for them.  It's sad, but it's also kinda scary - and boring - I think, for someone to be that needy all the time. 




And I really don't get negative. We're all going to have a bad day. We're all going to have to face some tough times. But what do people get out of facing each and every day with a cloud of doom and gloom hanging over their head? Negativity is exhausting. And boring.







I don’t get couples who will go out socially with other people and then spend the whole time bickering.  Or worse – tell a “funny” story about their spouse, partner or date which in actuality isn’t funny, but meant to embarrass.  Hey – break up already!  Or at the very least, stay home.  Alone.  You’re boring too.





 
Which leads me to sarcasm.  I'm sorry, I really don't get sarcasm.  Oh, I mean - I "get" it, but why? Don't get me wrong, I think the occassional "Oh, REALLY?" said jokingly between friends shows a close camaraderie and I think that's enjoyable.  But - there's that other kind of sarcasm.   Often times used as a passive aggressive way of belittling someone when actually the person being sarcastic is probably pretty insecure.  Or just doesn't have the guts to come out say what they really mean.  





I don't get people who can't say "thank you."


Or who cannot for the life of them bring themselves to give someone a compliment.





Pitiful as it may be - there really are people who just cannot be happy for someone else, not even someone they call a friend.





It's sounds, from this post, that I'm a terribly unsympathetic person. 


I don't think I am, really. 


Well, okay, maybe I am. 


But you know, "Maybe" it's because I'm an introvert - which makes me a little less tolerant of people. 






Or, chalk it up to my being a Sagittarius - NO tact whatsoever, I'm told.  Well, okay - so I do tend to speak my mind a little . . . .


(and yes, I look exactly like this!)




And I can't close without saying this.  This is something I "get" but truly hate.

The person who calls themself a Christian and yet will call a person of color a nigger and a person who lives an alternative lifestyle a fag.

Oh yeah, I "get" that person.  And get as far away from them as possible.  There is no room in my world for this type of ignorate hate-filled hypocrite.


Whatever.  I make no apologies.  I yam who I yam -

me and Popeye.


 



3 comments:

cathy said...

Yup, I agree with all that you said Kaye (and LOVED all the pictures you had going along with your prose!). Let's face it: as you said: MEAN PEOPLE SUCK!

Kathleen Taylor said...

Amazing! I always pictured you as a Lady Centaur with huge boobs! And a sword! (hee)

Joyce Lavene said...

Loved the lady centaur! Interesting blog!