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When we are told to think about the problems in our community that seems to be one of the problems right there. People are too concerned with their own “communities,” and no their selves. We all want to help the little man, common man, the older man, but we never take time to help ourselves. One of the bigger concerns I see in my mind is the fascination we all have with solving problems. We, a community, as a whole, all have discerning concerns when it comes to the “problems” in the community. In the jest of it all, the community is the one creating the “problems” it seems.

Our fascination with helping the common man succeed, or helping the teenager who doesn’t talk, or someone who is just struggling, is mind-boggling. The level of concern we show and use to help these people are simply stellar, but we don’t delve deeper and ask, “Do they want my help?” Before we actually decide to sit it out on the table and force it on them somewhat.
“Are you okay?”
“Everything going good?”
“Let’s talk about the problems.”
“It’s not going to be any better unless you talk about it and get it off your chest.”

All good questions, if someone wants to answer them. But, most of the time I have seen is the answer, “That’s okay, I am fine.”

But it seems, most people don’t want to leave people alone. They will keep pushing at them and pushing at them, until they get an answer they want or the other person gets angered enough to fume off and tell them no!

And most of the time, they will try and hand us these weird, quick fixes. And the way they think these out are amazing, like…

“Well, if you talk it out…”
“Here is what I do with this situation…”
“God is there for you…”

These quick fixes are nothing more than people being arrogant and telling you how much better they would have done in the situation then the other person. When you get down to it, the people who try to help with the problems, are the ones causing the problems in the community most of the time. Their obsession with making the world a wonderful and amazing place, full of happiness, sunshine, and rainbows, is the real problem with the “communities” of the world now.

These people, the people who are causing the problem, want to see the world through rose-colored glasses and the best it can be, but that is not the case. The world is a horrible place, most the time, and yes, it does have its moments when it is just magical. But, more often than not, the world is a bad place, filled with bad people, wanting to do bad things.

This may sound cynical coming off the page as you read, but look at the facts. Every day, more than 1/3 the population of the United States die in this world, not from natural causes or old age, but from things such as murder, crime, diseases, pandemics, and worst of all, hunger.

The problem people, as I will refer to them, are help in these communities through the world, with providing food to third world countries, or providing help to countries just starting. But, when you delve into helping a country in a war, or just picking fights with countries just because, “They tried to kill my daddy,” angle we all knew G.W. Bush used, it gets a little awkward and causes a stir of bad emotions.

When you get into the whole, “The Problems With My Community,” essay, most teenagers and college kids will right, you will get topics like, drugs, hunger, poverty, and other things amongst that, and you see them write about how they would fix it, they are more often than not, the problem that is wrong with “my” community.

All I am trying to say is, people should just let things be, it will turn out how it will turn out. We don’t have to send out food to every country that has been bombed, we don’t to fight and help in every war in existence, we don’t have to help the single parent who is struggling, and we don’t have to help the teenager who doesn’t talk. Most of the time, these people want to be left alone to battle through own struggles. As a wise man, my father, once told me, “The struggles in life are what makes the person. They must stay strong in these struggles to show true brawn and skill.”

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The previous sentence is false.

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Whenever I am walking toward someone, and setup for a collision, I try and move to the left, but they always move to the same exact side.

You will always notice when I have nothing to contribute to a conversation, when I check my phone.

Whenever I am asked to dance, I dance for a second, feel weird, then stop.

I always wish there was a bank error in my favor and I get $200 dollars.

Make millions of dollars in ticket sales + die before tour = Michael Jackson.

I want to fuck with the economy so the government will give me a bail out.

If I ever get run over by a car, hopefully it will be an ambulance.

Have you ever done a fake “Force” push and someone actually stumbled in front of you? How awesome does that make you feel!

I didn’t pay my internet bill, but the next day my neighbor got unsecured WiFi.

If I go to jail, I am gonna write a best selling rap song.

I don’t see why everyone complains about lines at the DMV. Everytime I went there I was in and out within fifteen minutes.

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Have you ever became intensely aware of your legs?

I wrote a country song called, “I Should Have Fucked Old Whats-her-name.”

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The Breakfast Club sucked. Even if the director is dead. Deserved to die for that piece of shit.

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If you mail a letter to the post office, who delivers it?