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Look at What You Do to See What You Believe

I recently stumbled across a blog written by someone that I'm mildly familiar with, but can't say I really know well--especially after what I read.

We orbit the same social circles, but until I read his blog, I had no idea that we were in completely different solar systems.

The blog is a series of musings--nothing new on that front; what's this blog after all?

The thing about the musings is that they're basically just generic statements that don't really say anything.

"Relationships are hard."
"Love hurts."
"Life has twists and turns."

I kept expecting to scroll down and see an entry regarding the sky being blue or cookies being delicious.

Now, everyone's entitled to blog about whatever they wish, but what really bugged me about this guy's blog was that it might as well have been written by a completely different person.

The reason this person only orbits me is not just by chance--I have made a distinct effort to stay away from him. This is because every time I've tried to get to know him, he's been purposefully obnoxious, rude, and void of class. The only people who seem to be able to handle being around him are his fellow alcoholics--I mean, drinking buddies.

Then I read this blog, which imparts such wisdom as--

"Treat everybody with respect."
"Treat everybody equally."
"Treat everybody as you would want to be treated."

Gotta love that Golden Rule.

Nowhere in the blog did I see--"Only be nice to those you want to sleep with on any given night."

The whole thing reminded me of a quote by Sister Helen Prejean:

"Look at what you do to see what you believe."

Basically, if you say you're going to make steak and then make scrambled eggs, saying you were going to make steak ain't putting dead cow on the table.

...Okay, I went a little Dr. Phil there.

"Look at what you do to see what you believe."

I have an incredibly hard time with this, but I don't write chapter and verse on love and kindness for that very same reason.

Not only is it an entire blog full of meaningless platitudes, but there's not even a chance for people to respond to what's being said. If there's one thing blogs should do; it's inspire conversation.

The worst thing I can say about this guy's blog?

There was nothing to say.

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