All you're ever gonna be, is mean...

I'm really on a roll with this blogging thing.. third time this month!

So we all remember the unfortunate movie from several years back, "Mean Girls", right? Chick flick, yes, but I, for one, wanted to punch myself half way through it. I endured until the end, but suffice to say, it hasn't been watched again. The funny thing about it, however, is that I do watch it... daily. I'm 25 years old, yet I watch it unfold before my very eyes daily.

I'd like to think that cliques would eventually cease to exist and maturity develops, but it occurred to me, that maturity does not always develop. Nauseating, isn't it? While I'm thankful to not (always) be the target (I'm not the focal point, but I can't dodge every bullet, so I'm lucky enough to get nailed from time to time), the person who is the primary target is well on her way to falling apart at the seams. And for what reason? Entertainment? Satisfaction? Security? Humor?

Are we still at the place, that a group of girls bond together and believe themselves to be superior to the rest of mankind? Clearly, the answer is a resounding "yes". And what's worse? The fact that this particular clique's favorite past time isn't unique. In fact, it's about as original as Kim Kardashian marrying or Obama blaming Bush. Somewhere along the line, not only did our society not bat an eye at such things, it seemed to embrace it.

The idea of bullying is age-old, and while I will admit to being on both sides of it, it's something that has appeared to worsen as time and technology progress. I feel terrible for ever having been on the "dishing out" end, and I feel utter pain for having been on the "receiving" end. How on earth can people be SO mean? Kids are cruel, yes... chalk that up to immaturity, if you will. Humor me, for a second, and think of how cruel kids are and compare that to how absolutely abhorrent "grown-ups" can be.  Not only do they know better, they know what buttons to push to achieve exactly what they want for whatever their motive is.

Is there really nothing else in the world that we as humans can find to entertain ourselves, make us feel better about ourselves, or even to come out of our mouths? Surely, there must be something... and yes, I'm including myself in this too, there are many times (more often than I'd like to admit) that the words that fly out of my big trap are hurtful and less than kind, but in general... when did bullying replace baseball as American's pasttime? Sad, isn't it?