people are interesting
Oftentimes, it seems like the people who fascinate me the most are the people who are (at least, on the surface?) the most fundamentally unlike me. Case in point: Shane Morris.*
He doesn’t mind people seeing him toe the line. His self-professed philosophy is “Drink. Dance. Smoke. Fight. Fuck.” — of which he has a tattoo.
I will probably never have a tattoo, fear of needles and chronic indecision notwithstanding, because it changes people’s preconceptions about who I am as a person. So — right off the bat, very different. And the message itself? I don’t drink (okay, I consume liquids, just not alcoholic ones), I can’t dance, I don’t smoke (and, being allergic, will never be tempted to begin), I am unable to fight when I have been conditioned not to (I’m a girl. If someone upsets me, I’m allowed to cry about it or do catty, underhanded things that require way more forethought and cunning than I am able to devote to vengeance, okay?) and I am not sure what proverbial ‘base’ I have officially gotten to (the definitions seem to differ?) but I sure as hell haven’t done anything that in anyone’s mind would qualify as fucking.
So — different worldview. Different way of handling things. And I really, really want to understand other people, so Shane Morris falls under the category of Cool-People-That-I-Would-Someday-Want-To-Meet-And-Talk-With-And-Make-Friends-If-At-All-Possible-Dammit.
Is anyone else this way about people who appear to be their polar opposite? Is it weird that I think it would be good to have friends all across the spectrum of personalities? I mean, I don’t necessarily want to make friends with everyone in the world, because there are definitely some types of people I am not equipped to handle, but — yeah.
Also, oh my gosh, I’m going to miss having Shane Morris posts in my dash. I didn’t always understand them (especially if sports were involved) but they were never boring. They were random and awesome.
*Who is leaving tumblr due to harassment. I get that all’s fair in love and flame wars war, but how creepy do you have to be to send death threats and accompany that creepiness with someone’s real-life info?
