The High Road

Every once in a while in life, you run into situations that may leave you frustrated, angry or even exasperated. It’s during these trying times, that I believe one should try to rise above the situation and take a more enlightened approach.  After all, we are – for the most part – an intelligent civilization, fully capable of being cognizant of it’s reaction to stressful situations and other people.  Why should we debase ourselves by letting our more primitive, often irrational, reactions take over?  It behooves us, as sentient beings, to express ourselves in a manner that befits our standing and set an example for future generations, that they might learn how civilized people respond to less-than-desirable moments in our lives. 

As such, and in keeping with the ideals postulated above, I composed this little poem after going through such a situation the other day:

Ode to the Motherless Asshole Who Hit and Dented My Parked Car

Up yours, you classless prick.

May you someday find,

This offense paid in kind;

And a stray dog’s ass may you be forced to lick.