Going The Saintly Way... Or Not

Most people use the words "earth-shattering" with annoying regularity. I am one of those people. Usually, what would make my "earth" shatter is some profoundly amazing sentiment expressed by someone I used to consider - up until that moment - a complete and total nimrod.

I'm arrogant enough to believe that despite my "sheltered" status, there's really precious few things that shock me.

But I'm wrong.

Sometimes it still shocks me how callous and - pardon my less-than-creative description - assholic some guys can be. I don't know why I'm still surprised given the fact that I have met and even became friends (not anymore!) some of these entities. Maybe it's because deep down inside, I still believe that people (and I mean everyone) are inherently good and that certain circumstances make them "turn" (in vampiric terminology). Maybe I still believe in the adage "innocent until proven guilty." Maybe... I'm just too naive and don't know it.

And while I am a proponent of always trying to look for the silver lining in every situation, I also believe in the therapeutic effect of wallowing in guilt and in effect, self-absorption. I deem myself an expert of sorts on that subject.

What's my point?

Nothing, really. I'm just trying to work things out for myself. I'm trying to decide on whether I should step down to the level of the protoplasmic creature that mars the face of this planet or maybe I should just go down the saintly way and let it go.