Sunday, March 06, 2005

Butterfly Effect

I just watched The Butterfly Effect again. I have it listed as one of my favorite movies, and it still is. I am not fond of the theatrical ending, but the directors cut ending. The movie is old enough now that I am sure I will not spoil the ending for anyone, but in case you havn't seen it and want to, stop reading now. I have always believed that everything happens for a reason. Not because of destiny but because of the effects from other people, other decisions made by others and our very own decisions. How many times in life do you hear ourselves thinking what if? What if I wouldn't have left 10 minutes later I would have been a bad accident, what if that other person decided to call a ride instead of drive drunk and not plow into an innocent person on their way home from work? As much as we would like to deny it, our lives are not controlled by us in a lot of ways, but by others. Each of our lives our woven together, each of us affecting the other. I love to ponder these type of questions, the ones that really have no answer. It is amazing to me how connected the human race is at times and to me this movie brings it to the surface. To stop and think how our lives would be diffrent if we would have chosen other paths. How they would be diffrent if the people we depend on and love where not born. Watching the charecters lives in this movie change based on their contacts and experiences with the one charecter that has the ability to go back and try to change things for the better is amazing. We all have regrets of some kind even if it is only small ones. The school yard bully may have changed some children into stronger people, or crushed others that did not recover. A kind gesture from you might have affected someone in a profound way. The what ifs in life amaze me. As the main charecter finds out that changing one incident changes everything and determines that killing himself before being born is the best effect for the others in the movie (I love how the movie ties itself together this way, leaving you with the feeling that there were other souls with the ability to travel back and change things and then decide to not be born from the main charecters mothers statement that she had previous stillborns).

Wednesday, March 02, 2005

Stupid People

This week has brought to me a lot of anger towards others. I will never understand the mentality of why some (in this case a coworker) feels like they actually gain anything by becoming an instigator for drama. I know that this person has a very controlling husband and the only place she gains any self satisfaction is by creating a center of attention upon them. I guess negative attention is just as effective as positive. Although I should feel pity for her because obviously she is lacking a loving nurturing relationship with her home life, I don’t. It really is quite the opposite. I feel like maybe her husband should do a little more controlling, because she just sucks at life. I have no pity for anyone that involves themselves in this type of home life, and then tries to use others to gain what they are lacking. In my eyes this is a personal problem. However when you bring it to work you involve me. I go to work to work, not to make friends or socialize. I really don’t care if you like or dislike the company you work for. Talking about quitting does nothing, just quit and get over it. Trust me the general opinion is that you will not be missed. So go over to the greener pasture and quit shitting in ours.

Which brings me to my next frustration for this week this far? I do not understand why anyone would allow themselves to be manipulated. I could see falling for it once or twice, but isn’t the third time the last. I have heard the excuse of the person being manipulated that “I give up let her do what she wants!” But when the person is manipulating you for their own benefit, isn’t giving up exactly what they wanted in the first place? They win. I say push back. People like this will only continue to take advantage of you if you are stupid enough to let them.