It’s Sunday funday and people are either loathing about having to be up early for job/school or letting it all go at one of the city’s many bars. I’m one of the latter people, because I’m on summer break back home.
I’m here at a bar I’ve never been before enjoying a Syrah which was served unusually cold. But I’ve done whining over it, well I did leave some damage on Instagram in the form of a rant. I don’t know if you are a friend of mine or another stranger but if you don’t know this, know that I let off steam by taking to Facebook to rant. My rants are almost always logical, hitting people who have fucked up real good where it hurts – their egos. It’s not always a direct attack, sometimes subtlety pointing out their downfalls without (trying my best not to) offend said person in the process. My first tangent concludes here.
Now let’s talk people. People are what we call the collective human in a demographic. What makes people who they are? How did we evolve cultures sometimes radically different than ones we observe in our neighboring countries? I’ll try and answer this question philosophically, from my intuition about this construct of people and their culture.
Woopsies… my beer is here. I’ll have too see you later.