Come on over to my house


"You're full of shit Carrera, that was a fist that hit you."

I realized that there are some very distinct characters in my life. I was thinking about Ron and sorta came to feel sorry for him. I mean, except for character deficiency, he is far lower on the "advantage taking" scumbags. In fact, I am starting to think he is just a victim to himself as much as anything. Sympathies are running thin, though.

Then there is Michael. He's a sorry example of a guy. I mean, Mr. Blueballs is just a guy who wanted to get laid. He's not out to ruin anything really except in that he isn't exactly concerned with anyone but his dick. He's cheating on his girlfriend (or trying to), he's taking advantage of someone in a tough spot, and he probably knows little or nothing to really have the huge stopsigns that civilized people have. I mean, that leaves aside the lame comments to his girlfriend to cover the tracks of his actions.

But, the king of all assholes in my world has to be Ray. Here's a guy who has acted within the bounds of trust and who has managed really to simply service his dick. He's acted in full knowledge of the state of the recipient of his kindness and has pushed ahead anyway. He has ignored and manipulated the wishes and feelings of his partner so he could get off. There really isn't a better way to put it.

Ray is the kinda guy who wouldn't just take something offered to him. He is the kinda guy to build towards something hazardous and damaging to someone else. He is the sorta guy who is really least of all to be trusted. Tricky thing is that he'll come back at it and pretend that there was some deep or metropolitan motivation behind his lecherous fucking. He's actively self centered and willing to harm others to get what he wants, no matter how deep a thing that is. It is amazing that I know of someone like this. I mean, I didn't realize I did. I always thought that people like that were just in stories or exaggerations.

So, here's to you Ray. You are hereby crowned the biggest asshole. I do hope you get an opportunity to experience that level of betrayal by a friend of yours. I hope you confide in someone, trust someone, and lay it all out for someone who tells you that s/he is there for you. And then I hope you get royally fucked over.

Or..maybe I can see to it that an opportunity arises.

Posted: Sun - November 16, 2003 at 07:22 PM      

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