Recently, I was at the bar. I was the only one in the group who couldn't roll his/her tongue. Jenn went around an asked different people if they could and everyone she asked at the bar could. It's annoying when people try to get you to roll your tongue and they say, "just do it like this" but tongue rolling is genetic so it cannot be learned, and I'll never be able to.
I was upset by this. I was told I need to "get over it". It's not that I actually care about tongue-rolling at all, since it serves no purpose at all. I was upset in the same way that makes me feel like an outcast, and not the Andre 3000 kind either. I reverted to junior high where you feel like a freak in anything and everything you do. I just wanted to be universally accepted...is that too much to ask? I thought that I was beyond caring about things at such a superficial level, but every so often insecurities and vulnerabilities emerge, especially at the most unsuspected times.
I don't know why I care. I can't change my ability to roll my tongue, so why worry about it? I don't really. It's not the tongue rolling that's the point. I just don't understand how society makes is nearly a crime for things that one cannot control. It's a crime to lose one's hair, but it's completely genetic. People are punished for how they look all the time, but eye color, skin color, are all out of one's control. Still every uncontrollable trait in the human body is the fodder for some kind of ridicule from someone who has a more desirable trait. But who decides? The danger of the collective called "society" is ever-looming in the background and so we never can truly become who we are because we're too worried about being cast out of "society" though we never really wanted to join in the first place, but we can't live without it.
Jun 13, 2004
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