Anger.

So, I just tried to explain to someone why living in anger is a waste of time, and apparently my opinion was a waste of time. I see people every day with frowns on their faces, hands over their ears, and judgement in their eyes. I can't stand it. It's beyond the point of making me angry. I feel bad for them. And I feel even worse for the people who feel unwelcome, whose voices aren't heard, or who are judged off appearance. What started our argument was the Oscars last night. I sat there admiring all the successful people. Their clothing, their composure, their bravery, their achievements.. everything. It's so deserving of appreciation. And then I listened to what was being said on the other side of the room. "God he is so homely!", "What the hell is she wearing...", and "Ewww Miley Cyrus!". Among other things. So, I said something. I told the little boy that he shouldn't be judging people about how big their nose is because he doesn't even know that person. Which, I doubt made a difference. To push me off the edge just a little more, something angry was said again tonight. It wasn't what was actually said, but the tone of it. The anger behind it. Why be angry? Why waste time thinking that way? When watching the Oscars, why not think, "I'm not surprised Quentin Tarantino won that award, he's an amazing director." Oh, my mistake. You're allowed to say he's an ugly m-effer if you don't approve of the kinf of movies he directs. I know I'm not perfect and I judge, too. I get angry too and yell too and cuss too. There's just so much hate in the world and it's really getting to me. People hate other religions and other countries. They hate smokers and drinkers. They hate blacks, whites, mexicans. They hate bible huggers and activists and protesters and even the president! Can you only love people that you approve of? Or like, even?