Greetings, young masters. Every week there’s a new reason to be excited with a new playlist of the hottest, newest, and underrated tracks that have surfaced during the week for your pleasure. As you jam along to the new tunes, if you’re a little more interested in my own (boring) life, then there’s a short story included that covers virtually any topic that reflects what I’m feeling at the time. These could be memories, experiences, feelings, and etc. This is my weekly recap in a nutshell.
1 week. 1 story. 7 days. 7 songs. This is,
Ray to Riches: Volume 14
Date: February 1st, 2016
Title: Good People, Bad Decisions
I couldn’t think of a damn thing to write. Not saying that my life is boring (depending how you define boring) but I didn’t feel like any of the stories this week had any entertainment value for my six fans to read about. But as I am waiting for the bus to head home, I am witnessing something that has driven me emotionally to talk about.
Two parents smoking cigarettes around their innocent little baby boy. I’m not going to tell them how to raise their son. I saw a video on Facebook the other day about the idea of non-racists and anti-racists. If I remember correctly, non-racists were the ones who don’t do anything and anti-racists are the ones who do take action against racism. Applying the concept to this story, I guess you could call me the non-bystander in the situation.
But would you say anything about it? Would you speak up to the parents? From personal experiences, I feel like 99% of people would keep quiet and resort to whispering it off to their friends and family, or in the case of myself… explaining it over the internet.
No doubt in my mind from my observations of them on the bus that they love their child. They still show the same affection, care and love for their son, like what any typical new set of parents would do. To me, I see it as good people making bad decisions.
It’s probably one of their many mistakes in life; similarly how I make the same number of mistakes in my life (like joining this site… #roasted). But at that very instance, do we realize it’s a mistake? Do we just let these decisions pile up onto a stack of regret and make us re-create that same scenario in our heads later thinking “what if this happened…”, because we want to or because we actually don’t see the repercussions until shit hits the fan.
It’s funny to think that in this story I’m claiming that I saw “good people making bad decisions”, but the irony is, do I also fit into that category because I’m not saying anything? Is it a bad decision on my part not to speak up, does that make me posrt of the problem, Or am I not a good person at all?