Friday, August 12, 2005

quality control

Someone commented that I have no quality control over the kinds of people i let into my life.

Quality control??

Wow...suddenly my bf, friends and aquaintences have all become commodified. But well, I guess that comment does hold some water..in a certain sense.

I'll admit that I am not the best judge of character around (I'll leave the psycho-analysis part to you, esther. hee!~) but i certainly disagree with the quality control part.

I just cannot condone the commodification and objectification of humans.

Now...how is it that we judge one person more equal than the other? On what and on who's criteria do we base our judgements on? Our own??? That's awfully biased and terribly elitist, if you ask me. This kinda concept forms the foundation for genocide. Yikes.

Maybe I am better at school and have better qualifications...but does this place me in a better position to judge someone else (or anyone, for that matter)? Surely we each have our own forte so it's pretty unfair to say that I am a better human than you...just because I say i am.

I've known my fair share of dickheads, bimbos, weirdos, lians, bengs, you name it...and dare say that my tolerance for the idiosyncracies of others have increased significantly over the years. But guess what? Some of these so-called bitches and dicks turned out to be some of the truest friends in the end.

I've dated since i was like, what, 13? And I guess if the quality control statement should apply to anyone, it should be me. Yes, I've dated a whole bunch of guys who, in the eyes of many, "cannot make it". But who's to say they "cannot make it"? Yeah...they may not have earned big bucks..neither were they likely to climb to the top of the corporate ladder...But they did earn my admiration in many other ways. Besides, are such things like money and status really so important when you're 70 years old and all you want is someone to hold your hand?

Maybe he's an egoist but there are so many many other finer points that make up for that flaw. Just as i do not profess to be this perfect person, i similarly do not expect anyone, much less my sig. other, to be perfect. To look for perfection is to look for misery...it does not exist.

So maybe that's why I appear to have no QC...because i feel everyone deserves a chance.

Until they prove otherwise, that is.

XxX,

audrey at 20:30

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