Britain Today.

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I seriously can't comprehend how that even happens. I do not understand the mind-set that, when confronted with that
bullshit, doesn't just say "What? get the fuck away from me before I pop your head like a pimple. Go preach that bullshit
to someone that gives a shit."

How do they get inside these non-men's minds? Is it something in the water? Fluoride maybe? Some chemical in the food
or some GMO shit making their testosterone levels measure in the negative?

You may or may not recall as a child, the feeling one gets from watching your favourite television character struggling with
a certain situation in an episode. The character -usually totally unaware of the the state of affairs they're entering, becomes
embroiled in a situation due to applying his own set of values towards those in the environment he finds himself.

Since you agree with his generic 'good' concept of social-living -or you wouldn't bother watching the TV show in the first
place, you become emotive for this chivalric-like character who is fighting those against his style of 'truth'.

Usually, our fictional hero succeeds in his endeavours and leaves the situation in a presumed-better condition than his
first interaction. A story-telling formula that is centuries old and is a guaranteed ratings-puller.

Then you turn off the television and go outside to emulate your favoured character. However, reality kicks-in and you find
that most people see themselves as the 'hero' of their own little episode. There's no adoring audience that hangs onto every
word you say and your limited experience seems to go unnoticed by those around you. You can't fly, there's no scheming
baddies around every corner and even worse, just as your imagination gets into gear, your mother calls you in for supper.
Hardly worthy of your hero!

And for those older boys, there's no pretty girl looking admiringly at you because of your guiding principles and swoons
as you ride-off into the sunset with your pristine white hat on your handsome head.

Social media uses a similar fantasy-based territory to let people play-out such roles.

For many in Rogue Nation, we never grew-up with a technology that allowed you to -not only watch an intriguing setting
where opinions are displayed with an assumed certainty, but to also inject one's own set of principles and gain confidence
from those who agree with one's set of undeveloped philosophies.

In essence, one has stepped into the television show one once could only watch on a screen.


But reality is still this side of the glass, you, me and everyone else is still in this REAL world and not the muscular hero
slaying demons and imagining that we are impressing a female by showing such gallant behaviour. Our bedrooms still
need tidying-up, we still need to go to work to earn money and we still need to accept responsibilities that can make
us the adult that these kinds of television shows sort-of portray.

Sadly, the youth of today doesn't watch television anymore and for many, never created that mental-process that's needed
to distinguish what is real and what is not. They struggle to learn what is meaningful in life because of the constant barrage
of a peer-on-peer-need to be part of a group. Shame and disgrace -humiliating positions that could be avoided in the real
world by absorbing the behaviour of those around you, are proposed with ease to single-out someone for the purpose of
self-protection and down-right meanness.

Obviously, it happened in schools before the internet, but the difference is that in social media, there's no bell or buzzer to
say your time is up and you can return to a place where strangers aren't persistently trying to convince you that you're wrong
and they are right. Those plotting 'baddies' are now in your home, sitting in the cable that comes through your wall and baiting
you to come and fight them.

But by switching them off, are you surrendering your values...? Will the pretty girl stop waving...? Can you hear your un-met,
unnamed, self-believed enemies laughing in the wires?
.......................................

So the map of being a regular person demands -even through the many fictional curtains of gender, that we need to
seek a mate. But what defines such a companion...? A well-endowed male/female who is a success in the real world
and will listen to your partly-formed assumptions of life?

There's worrying preconditioned concern today that one of the must-needed attributes to a possible-mate is that he or she
must be envied by those the hopeful candidate holds in regard of their preferred group on the internet. Shallow as that seems,
the characteristics of a possible life-colleague seems to be weighed by the false doctrines that are endorsed on the juvenile
websites within the same form of electronic communication!

The real-world 'instructions' of how to go about finding someone that one can trust, find emotional nourishment in the very
company of that person and look to creating a better generation for the future with, are not available in the countless forums
that were originally created to provide thought-provoking entertainment.

Now these electronic assemblies are serious meeting-zones for those with stunted ideas still anchored to the need to impress,
to garner favour with those who they seek to dominate. Games, older people played as a child -and part of growing up, are
now part of today's adulthood and promote poor civics and even poorer examples of self-conduct.

However on the internet, there's no bloody nose, no scraped knees and no adult grabbing one's ear and dragging you away
to be held accountable for one's action. (Although, certain Governments are attempting such parental acts!)

Maybe somewhere along the line, weaning people off the teat of the internet will become fashionable and the tragic results
that occur when one confuses the tripe displayed via this global network manifests itself in the real world, will dwindle.
Maybe we can be normal again.