Transcending A Legacy Of Stupidity

Today as I was on my way to visit with my kitties, I was in deep thought in the car.  I’ve been doing a lot of absorbing this past week and was looking at how it has affected my whole life.  Looking back at the grandparents who had a huge impact in my development, I know without a shadow of a doubt something that I have thought about them for a long, long, time; has been that they are absolutely fucking stupid.  My grandmother was more so than my grandfather and I am only biologically related to her. Even still, I grew up at the mercy of a stupid Kansas farm girl and my bigoted “Archie Bunker” type of grandfather. My mother was far  more intelligent than them however, still could not transcend what she was born into. My mother worked so hard and struggled and in the end had really nothing of her own per se.

Generations of stupid people keeping their offspring down unintentionally. too unaware of their own stupidity. I can’t help but really examine the impact that it has had in my life and what choices I have made based on what I was given in my life. I have been driven towards entrepreneurship for the last ten years and am still painfully aware that I’m going around on the hamster wheel.  But I understand something that my previous generations did not. Luckily my mother and father were smarter than their parents. My father was determined to have an intelligent little girl and he did the best he knew how to stimulate that in me. My mother did her best to make sure that I was exposed to various arts and activities such as figure skating, dance (which I bloomed in as a child) music, drawing, calligraphy, and pottery.  I was also taught cooking, baking and candy making, giving me a well rounded exposure to various creative outlets.

The things I loved to do as a kid were sing along with Cyndi Lauper and Madonna, Olivia Newton John into a recorder and dance. I also loved to read and to this day I am still an avid reader.  Even though they were not doing this as a team, they both understood something and they did their best to stimulate me and give me the opportunities. At age ten I was given a computer but I had no idea what to do with it. I was that first generation to experience a lot of these newer technologies. And yet, there was so much that I didn’t know. My parents did the best they could within their means and I think I owe it to them and myself to truly understand the world in which I live.

The problem is that as I was growing up, I blew it. I was more interested in what was going on with my social life and wanting to fit in and wanting to go out and be an independent person who partied and drank and didn’t listen to my mother. Also the fact being that I had no academic interest in the things we were taught in school. By the time the opportunity for college rolled around, I wanted nothing more to do with school.  But now as I am turning 38 in less than two months, my eyes have literally been opened.  How little did I realize that using category tags such as “free thinking” would be so apt for this blog going forward.