I think I know what bothers me about... a lot of things. People who aren't professional; liars; and in general, the entire culture of people who simply seem to not take the world seriously.
Not surprisingly, the problem is in fact that they don't take the world seriously.
By not taking the world seriously, I mean that they seem to view it as a cheap toy--something for which there is a trick, a funny little thing that makes it do what you want, and that's it. The people aren't real people; the problems aren't real problems. It's just a lot of pretty lights, exciting times to be had, and a bunch of squares that are looking to screw up your daily contact high.
Similarly, when it comes to getting out of miserable times, the same people--and I am one at times--view the world like a puzzle, and a cheap one, where whatever the answer is, there is one, and it's something fairly simple. Play with things, and don't worry about doing things you don't want to--the world is only a toy, after all, and it can't make you do unhappy things. And people who accept that you "have to do unhappy things" still seem to want to relapse into this view that the world isn't really complicated--just cruel.
The world is something to take seriously. It can kick your butt while you're looking for the off switch. It will look at you funny when you twist it left and right looking for the "trick". The world will never be a $5 game at Wal-Mart. It's a real thing, and the only way to face it successfully is to be a real thing in response--alive, looking, learning, not becoming a cheap mockery of mankind by settling into patterns that end up leading nowhere.
Where the idea that we can be fake comes from, I don't know. But wherever it's found, it should be unceremoniously smacked upside the head.
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