In one way or another, we're all hypocrites. It doesn't matter what job one has, what gender they are, where they come from, what orientation they have, we're all hypocrites.
I think it's kind of funny in a way when we really look at it, because deep down, I think we all know what we believe is right or wrong. Most of us aren't shy to speak about those beliefs either. If a friend has a problem or makes a complaint, most of us won't even think twice about it and blurt out what we believe to be true. But at that very same time, when the person blurting out the truth is put into the same situation as the individual they were speaking to, they may do the exact same thing their friend did and then complain to this friend about it.
This is all especially humorous to me, at times, because I don't forget things. When a friend, girlfriend or family member of mine tells me something or does something, chances are good that I'm going to remember. If someone makes a complaint about their life to me one day, because they aren't in a very good mood. Perhaps they're a bit under the weather, feeling down, that sort of thing. A year later, perhaps I'm in the same mood they were in and come to them to complain, and they about rip my head off (figuratively speaking, of course), saying that it drives them crazy for another to complain about that thing in particular, when they complained about that exact same thing just a year prior.
That always makes me giggle in a way. It's okay if I do it, but not if anyone else does it. It's okay if I say that, vent about, or complain about that, but not anyone else. Alrighty then! If a woman wants to cheat on her husband, then that's alright, but if he comes forward about having contemplated cheating on her, then she goes crazy and cries over it. I'm not being sexist here. This is a true-life example that I've witnessed. They're both wrong in this case. Why is it about taking sides? Why not just raise your hand, admit to your hypocrisy and then end the marriage, because it's obvious neither party is very happy.
Now, I do believe it to be true that we all have different levels of hypocrisy. Some are off the charts hypocritical, while some of us may be hypocritical from time to time. I don't think I've quite figured out this scale, though and where we all fit under, because after a while, the hypocrisy seems to get very blurred to me, with one hypocrisy overlapping with another.
Maybe we do this because we think with two different minds when we speak and when we act. When we talk to another and give them advice, we speak with our brain and our conscience. When we're in the position ourselves, perhaps we think more with our heart and hormones.
Hypocrisy makes me laugh sometimes. If I look back on my own life at some of the things I've done and said, all I can do is shake my head and call myself an idiot (in a Napolean Dynamite-esque voice). I'm going to attempt to stop calling people hypocrites, because I think that's one label every living being over the age of 12 can fall under.
I think it's kind of funny in a way when we really look at it, because deep down, I think we all know what we believe is right or wrong. Most of us aren't shy to speak about those beliefs either. If a friend has a problem or makes a complaint, most of us won't even think twice about it and blurt out what we believe to be true. But at that very same time, when the person blurting out the truth is put into the same situation as the individual they were speaking to, they may do the exact same thing their friend did and then complain to this friend about it.
This is all especially humorous to me, at times, because I don't forget things. When a friend, girlfriend or family member of mine tells me something or does something, chances are good that I'm going to remember. If someone makes a complaint about their life to me one day, because they aren't in a very good mood. Perhaps they're a bit under the weather, feeling down, that sort of thing. A year later, perhaps I'm in the same mood they were in and come to them to complain, and they about rip my head off (figuratively speaking, of course), saying that it drives them crazy for another to complain about that thing in particular, when they complained about that exact same thing just a year prior.
That always makes me giggle in a way. It's okay if I do it, but not if anyone else does it. It's okay if I say that, vent about, or complain about that, but not anyone else. Alrighty then! If a woman wants to cheat on her husband, then that's alright, but if he comes forward about having contemplated cheating on her, then she goes crazy and cries over it. I'm not being sexist here. This is a true-life example that I've witnessed. They're both wrong in this case. Why is it about taking sides? Why not just raise your hand, admit to your hypocrisy and then end the marriage, because it's obvious neither party is very happy.
Now, I do believe it to be true that we all have different levels of hypocrisy. Some are off the charts hypocritical, while some of us may be hypocritical from time to time. I don't think I've quite figured out this scale, though and where we all fit under, because after a while, the hypocrisy seems to get very blurred to me, with one hypocrisy overlapping with another.
Maybe we do this because we think with two different minds when we speak and when we act. When we talk to another and give them advice, we speak with our brain and our conscience. When we're in the position ourselves, perhaps we think more with our heart and hormones.
Hypocrisy makes me laugh sometimes. If I look back on my own life at some of the things I've done and said, all I can do is shake my head and call myself an idiot (in a Napolean Dynamite-esque voice). I'm going to attempt to stop calling people hypocrites, because I think that's one label every living being over the age of 12 can fall under.
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