Bitch, whine, moan, complain. Bitch, bitch, whine, moan, complain, complain, complain. Whine a little more, bitch a lot and complain ’till the sun goes down. If there is one thing New Yorkers are good at it’s complaining. Whether its the earful you get on the elevator ride to work or the double finger flip off the passing biker with a big “F – You” variety you witness all too often, we city dwellers have a lot of frustrations and aren’t afraid to tell you about it. Just the other day I was walking past a couple yelling at each other on the street about their non existent sex life, right out there for everyone to hear. I’m not sure if it’s just me, but it seems our inability to keep our problems to ourselves is creating a world where no one is happy because everyone has to hear about everyone else’s bullshit. Is there no solace, no resting place for the happy and contented? There should be places to go where bitching and moaning is outlawed. Only happy people are allowed who say nice things about the world. How long would that place stay open? A day? Think about it, we live, as a matter of fact we thrive, on each others problems and complaints. The coworker who always has a beef with someone, the nagging wife or bitter mother who constantly drag you down with endless chatter about whatever it is that keeps them stuck in their misery. Why is it so much easier to be negative than positive? Why does it feel good sometimes just to let loose and rant and rave about your boss, your husband and your ridiculously loud neighbor? Are we that pent up with negative emotion that we have to spew out such hateful remarks and endless dribble over and over again? I know it’s been said many times many ways but can’t we “All just get along?” The fact that I’m complaining about complaining makes it all the more obvious to me that something has got to change. Our country is about to elect a new President on Tuesday, hopeful one that will do what he says and bring about some necessary change. Who knows, maybe we will all wake up and realize things aren’t so bad, life really is beautiful and people are truly loving and wonderful. I think we will have a lot less to complain about with a new President in office, but I’m sure as good citizens we will find something we don’t like about him as well. After all, what’s the point of celebrating a glorious victory if you can’t have a good whine?
