We all start from zero

I have just realized that I can no longer be truly angry towards ignorant or, for the lack of a better word, stupid people anymore.

I find that being mad at the "uninformed" is something similar like getting mad at poor people. I mean, is it really their fault that they are poor? One might conjure up common reasons like laziness, poor financial planning or simply having no luck at all. But I do not go around having rants or talking trash to poor people just because of the fact that they are financially inadequate. I understand that there are several factors outside their control that have caused them to be how they are.

I mean, no one really wishes themselves to be poor, right? At least that is my personal assumption. If it is otherwise, then I may have a right to argue with them because it is a conscious decision on their part.

I feel the same principle goes with uhh... idiocy. (for the lack of a better sounding word)
Take driving etiquette for example. We all have been learning the same syllabus although different driving schools. Yet when we have attained the "P" license, are you telling me that no one has ever forgot to give signals when trying to cut lanes? That no one has ever drove below 70kmph in the fast lane? Of course we have. Well, maybe not necessarily the things I have pointed out just now, but the point is we all make mistakes. Either due to forgetfulness or just uninformed.

So if I am to compare again to the "poor people" analogy, why are we quick to judge when we could spare them a few ringgits we can afford? Why do we condemn when we can educate? After all, someone did say "knowledge is wealth". So why don't we share the wealth?


Of course in the possible case the "uninformed" is a stupid arrogant fuck, I'd say cuss the hell outta him and hope he gets hit by a truck that is being driven by another stupid arrogant fuck.

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Okay, fine... I rectify: In the possible case that the uninformed is arrogant AND ignorant, well, it is a different story all together. You can't really do much to anyone like that now, can you?

Where is the love?

We may have inherited his teachings, but not his love. Peace be upon him, the Teacher of Teachers.