Like Ferris Bueller’s Sister

“Why should he get to do whatever he wants, whenever he wants? Why should everything work out for him? What makes him so goddamn special?”

Never mind why I’m quoting this. But when you see the vindictiveness — the backstabbing and vicious deceit — inspired by envy and ambition, and when you see your friends made to suffer because your other “friends” are psychologically consumed by selfish jealousy . . .

Damn. Just . . . damn.

 

74 comments

  1. MY sister was actually like this. I found out, talking to her later in years, that she always thought I got away with everything (no thanks to her vigilance and telling on me whenever she could) and hated me for it. She never saw the things that my parents did to me because of stuff I did. Plus sometimes it got missed OR they didn’t care. She was really mad because I had the nerve to do what I wanted and pay the price regardless.

    I’m still that way. Which is why I’m single and living in poverty while she has a condo on the North side of Chicago.

    Who won? I haven’t a clue. But I know that there’s not too many things I’d do differently and only a few I regret.

    Plus, I’m still doing the things I want to do and not stuff someone ELSE wants me to do.

  2. Never mind why I’m commenting on this, but just front it. Don’t be a big pussy like Ferris Bueller’s sister. Be a big pussy like “Big Pussy” Bonpensiero.

  3. Some people just go off, like a bit of powder attached to a fuse everyone thought was “out.”

    Never understood that, myself.

  4. More blog war drama? Is somebody going to fill me in or am I going to have to Twitter stalk you people at the expense of everything else I am supposed to be doing?

    I still like ya, Stacy; that plus five bucks can get you a hamburger in some places!

  5. Count me in as one of the confused and ill informed.

    Yes, yes, no surprise there, but I’m speaking specifically this time…

  6. Oh, crap.

    Cue the sad violins and break out the Kleenex® Extra-Absorbent Tissues™ – time for the raging self-pity of the Butthurt Blues Again.

    I’m pretty sure they have psychotropic drugs for this stuff.

  7. I remember that from the last bout with asthma that got me fed steroids despite my pleas. “A ravening wolf has taken over my body” is putting it very mildly.

  8. I believe Sarah Palin liked your man-to-man story on Todd with the kids a few years ago. She sent me a personalized card as thank you for legal fund donation in May 2009. Quality people remember things. Good work my friend!

  9. I assume more will be forthcoming.

    But in the meantime should we perhaps start a pool as to who the true enemy will turn out to be?

    Watch out for the doddering old man, and don’t trust your life to cocky twin pretty boys.

  10. You remind me of the CFA ad I saw back in December that showed a guy starting to eat a burger in his office when the CFA cows come up outside his window on a window washers’ trolley holding a sign that reads “REELY, KEVIN?”

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