You Can't Fix Stupid

 You know... the saying IS true "You can't fix stupid."

 Today was just one of those days when it became apparent to me over and over again.
Kind of like the cake in the photo "UnderNEAT"

 It makes you wonder how people pay bills and get anywhere on time much less show up in the right place or know where they are even going.

 Then you have the ones that seem to wear their hearts on their sleeve (or poster) but unfortunately  are obviously wearing a wife beater and in fact HAVE no sleeve...just paper, a marker and no dictionary.

 Then you just have plain stupid folks. (above photo)

Then most unfortunately...you have complete idiots who not only show their stupidity but incompetence as a parent AND their street name. Maybe the idiot who didn't know how to spell informed picketed her house with a sign that read "Tereble Muther."

I went to a funeral today. It was in a neighboring town but the burial was here in Newnan so I rode in the funeral procession back to the graveside service. They are close friends of mine and I would have done so anyway but was appalled at  the lack of respect people show funeral processions these days. What the heck? I live in the south, the home of hospitality...so I thought.

People would zoom along in the left lane beside us and spotting the police escort ahead blocking the next intersection would just as rudely scream over into the right lane putting themselves into the procession as well. At some points people on the other side of the divided highway had come to a complete stop...which is protocol (at least in the south I grew up in.) I even witnessed one man who had pulled over and gotten out of his vehicle and was  holding his  arm out to try to stop people from passing (God bless his soul.)

I know people are in a hurry, I am most all of the time. But when I see a hearse I have the common sense to realize SOMEONE has run out of time. This is IT for them. They will never drive again. They will never hug a family member again. They will never see another holiday, birthday or anniversary. They will never attend another party or function. They will never hold a loved one in their arms and their loved ones will never hold them again.

If you can't take five minutes out of your day to show respect for someone who has lost a a heck of a lot more than mere minutes in a day...you need to check yourself.

I guess it's just a sore point with me because I am a southern girl, born and bred.

What is this world coming to when peeps in the south don't even remember how to treat a funeral procession?

It's all about respect. It's all about doing unto others as you would have them to do unto you. It's all about having good manners. It's all about common sense.

It's the south for Pete's sake. We already have that bad rap about the whole slavery gig...can we not remember our manners when a person dies? Can you not realize that one day YOUR loved one will die?

 Wouldn't it be awesome for them to be shown one last act of respect and recognition not only from family and friends,  but fellow southerners , visitors and any human being that may be lucky enough to see that someone is dearly loved by  the number of cars full of people that have taken time out of their own hurried life to take a moment to slowly drive to a plot of dirt...and be lucky enough to be able to drive away again?

Once again this is just my opinion, but then again it is just MY blog. Being stupid is easy...I've never been one to take the easy way out.

Til next  time...COTTON