Monday, 08 August 2011
Usually, I write about cutesy stories or recant horrible ex-boyfriend tales. But right now I will do neither. I am extremely angry as I sit on this NYC train writing this post. And no, fans... it's not about "dating" per se; but it is about something that you need to have in order to date. This post is about human decency and the lack of it I am constantly seeing on a day-to-day basis in teenagers and young adults (hell, everyone) these days.
I just saw a group of rowdy teenagers or early twenty-somethings hanging from the bars of this train. They were yelling things and making a video using one of their cell phones. All of a sudden, I saw that something had dropped onto the floor of the train – some sort of rubbery or plastic item. When I saw what it was, my face cringed in utter disgust.
I was staring at a seemingly used condom. One of guys laughed, hit his friend's arm, and whispered something in his ear. The condom was swooped up a second later and put (I thought) in his pocket. As the old woman I was having a conversation with turned away from me to face them with disapproval, I saw that the really beautiful African American girl sitting across from me looked extremely agitated all of a sudden.
"How dare you do that to a poor, innocent sleeping man. If he was someone else, you sure as hell wouldn't have done it. Would you? Would you?"
I couldn't understand why she was yelling at them or who she was referring to. My eyes wandered from guy to guy, to her, and then to who she was pointing at. That's when I saw it. Again. The jerks had put the aforementioned used condom on some poor innocent bystander's shoulder. What's worse is that he was sleeping and had headphones on and had no idea.
The guy was a chubby punkish person, with a reddish beard and all black clothing. He looked so peaceful sleeping there that I just couldn't imagine him waking up and winning any fight these assholes would pick. And that is exactly why they chose to torture him. The girl threatened to have the guys jumped when they got off the train, and they were all gone by the next stop.
The poor man who was completely unaware of the condom on his shoulder looked around the train calmly. I didn't know what to do. I handed him the two napkins I had in my hand and he took them, peering at me with confused eyes.
I slowly pointed to my shoulder and looked at his.
He looked down slowly, shook his head even more slowly, and used my napkins to remove it.
"Thank you," he said, pitifully, still shaking his head, and closed his eyes once again in defeat.
My heart literally broke in half for him. I could not believe that people could be so cruel.
If it was done to me I probably would have passed out (I have a phobia of diseases). But this man was calm and collected. He was simply sad. And that made me even sadder.
The last time I was this upset about a train incident was when one of my best friends told me that people were openly and loudly discussing how ugly they thought her chihuahua was – her chihuahua who had just had surgery to remove her infected eye and was dealing with enough stress and pain not to have to be ridiculed by complete strangers. (Yes, I believe pets have feelings and if you don't then you have no soul.)
Who are these pathetic excuses for human beings that they think they have the right to attack and abuse (physically or verbally) innocent people and animals on trains?
As upset as I am right now, this got me thinking. I am genuinely happy that I can be your idol to hate, and that you have me to channel all of your feelings of animosity toward...because I can't watch this kind of stuff happen on trains anymore. Maybe these horrible train-riders should start reading my blogs and alleviate some of their pain, and it will cause them to become happier and more content in real life, perhaps stopping them from laughing at dogs or possibly putting AIDS-infected condoms on human fucking beings.
So remember, I know it's super fun to try and upset me and bring me down via Internet, but I certainly hope you don't take this anger past that. Because even though I am wonderfully confident and untouchable, it is important to remember that not everyone is me. Which I'm sure you've already figured out by now. So don't hurt anyone's feelings, fans, okay? Thanks, my dear multitude of loving Jenngans.
Have you ever seen anyone act horribly to a stranger? Was that person your boyfriend or girlfriend? What happened?