I Don't Give A Shit

The title is actually the most frequent compliment I've ever received.  It's not that "I don't give a shit".  It's that I care differently.  There is a huge difference.  It's a judgment about me based on who the other person is, not on who I am. 

I have no doubt a great many people are guilty of this, seeing a characteristic in another person which isn't there, or is misunderstood.  My prime example is about the second to last relationship I had.  I was dating a woman, not for who she was, but for who I saw she could be.  It was mostly a sexual tryst, but I saw more than what it was.  Fortunately, it was the final chapter of my, well, being a slut.

Yes.  Dudes can be sluts too.

The number of women I slept with between graduating high school, 4 years in the Army, and 4 years at ASU, is one I do not care to repeat.  Most of it is also so far behind me, it feels like it was another person who went through it, not me.  When that last sexual tryst reached its conclusion, pun intended, I decided that I no longer wanted sex.  I wanted a relationship. 

As sweeping decisions immediately have the chance to be unmade, I met another girl within a month.  She was focused on the sex.  I was focused on us getting to know one another.  It was weird.  It also ended quickly.  She thought I didn't give a shit. 

Back when I was going to ASU, I was doing a student-teacher program involving local schools.  Another student teacher worked with me at the same high school on the same day.  It was only a day, or two, after Hurricane Katrina.  She asked me what I thought about it.  I answered, "I don't give a shit."  To which she responded, "You're an asshole."

She didn't ride with me after that, but she did expose me to the idea of Fake Sympathy.  The aftermath of Hurricane Katrina was being broadcast 24-7, for weeks on end.  The tragedy of the levee's failing in New Orleans truly was terrible.  But how many people who "cared" actually did something about it?  Sending money doesn't count, because you don't know for a fact it did anything for anyone suffering.  So how many "caring" people actually DID something? 

Fake Sympathy is worse than genuinely not caring.  What I care about is the bigger picture.  In my two most recent failed relationships and the Student-Teacher Carpooler was a matter of perception.  On the relationship level, it's fine.  I personally want to be with someone who I like, because I see them for who they are, and they like me, because they see me for who I am. 

On the bigger issues, like Katrina, we need to seem them for what they are, perceptual problems.  The tragedy in New Orleans wasn't the hurricane, nor the levees failing.  The problem was government intervention.  While America was shown images of the US Gov't more, or less, on vacation, what they weren't shown were the door-to-door gun confiscations, the blockading of highways preventing necessities from getting into the city, the willingness to prevent the staging of needed resources prior to the hurricane hitting the mainland.

The problem was law enforcement officials on the highways killing innocent people who made it out of the disaster zone.  The problem was that New Orleans was a Beta Test for Martial Law in America.  The problem was that the disaster of the Super Dome was force fed directly to your home, with the end result leaving you feeling as helpless as the victims dying from a lack of water.

The problem was 9-11 was done by Al-Qaeda, which became 9-11 was done by Afghanistan, then Iraq, then 'The War on Terrorism', then 'global struggle against violent extremism', which never ends.
The problem was the De-Facto Martial Law after the BP Disaster in The Gulf.
The problem was the De-Facto Martial Law in Boston after the bombing.
The problem was the MSM informing us about the 'Arab Spring', but not telling us what was happening.

The problem is the Fake Sympathy.
The problem is that Fake Sympathy is caused by brainwashing.
The problem is the Perception of the TV Viewer.
The problem is you and your goddamn TV.

So no, I don't give a shit.
That's because I don't have a Perceptual Problem. 
I'm looking at the Cause, not the Symptoms. 
You look at his Minions, while I'm staring at The Devil.