Humans and Human Actions

     Humans are just weird. Weird, weird, weird. This is indeed a judgment. Why would I think humans are weird as a human being myself? Well, the answer is simple. I too am a human being. And I think I am weird. I cannot speak for the human race, but I believe that this opinion may be shared by some people. I personally think humans are bizarre creatures. We started out as monkey-men that bashed wooly mammoths with rocks to kill them, or so some theories say. Now...well...now we have flying machines made out of rocks that somehow are light enough to fly. I know there are explanations for this and it is merely physics, but if you will indulge me for a second, just allow me to say this, and pardon the french but...flying machines made out of rocks? What the hell.
     If I were a monkey-man that just bashed a mammoth to death with a rock for my dinner and I saw an airplane go by I might have instant diarrhea and pass out due to sheer surprise and shock. I, as that monkey-man, would have literally no idea what that thing was. It is loud, it is flying, it is seemingly lifeless, yet it moves. What the hell. The fact that humans can even think of something like an airplane, let alone actually make it and make it truly work, is ridiculous.
      Once, we were bashing mammoths with rocks. Now, we're flying in airplanes made out of rocks. This is absolutely weird, bizarre, ridiculous, and amazing. And yet here we are, complaining that the plane only served us three bags of peanuts and a ginger ale. Awesome. Consider bashing a wooly mammoth to death with a rock. Those peanuts and ginger ale don't sound so bad now, huh? This is where my usual theme of forgiveness comes in. Is it really forgivable to complain when humans have come so far? Is it really, truly forgivable? In my opinion, the answer is no.
     As a young man with advanced crohn's disease, without all of our new technology and medicine, I would be dead. Literally dead. This may not be the case, but as it is now, I currently need an incredibly potent (and expensive) intravenous drug to prevent my colon being removed entirely. Back before technology or medicine, I probably would have had bloody diarrhea until I died. Now, I can live. I can be happy. I can experience what other humans experience. That is weird. I have a potentially fatal disease, and sometimes, it seems as if I have nothing, just because humans are so advanced now. Weird. Weird and awesome. So, next time you or I think about complaining about your peanuts and ginger ale, consider thinking about what you and I have. As humans, we have a LOT. And I mean a lot. If you do not think so, simply open your eyes. That always works for me. I live in a house that is heated, has readily available food, has a personal petting poodle, and entertainment that is literally beamed from outer space. What? I don't even...perhaps I'll just think about a mammoth. And perhaps about bashing it with a rock. That is easier to comprehend.