The Complainer Is Always Wrong... Or Is He?

Sort of ironic, when you think about it; I'm complaining about stuff that I see in my day-to-day life, and whether I'm wrong or not in your eyes is really a matter of opinion. Oh, well.

Firstly, the ridiculous number of divorces out there. I was reading in one of my college textbooks a few weeks ago (A People And A Nation, if I'm remembering the title correctly) that once upon a time in the United States, divorcing one's wife was frowned upon. Fast forward a few centuries: I'm at the local courthouse, doing some research for an equally local title company, and I see what have to be anywhere from three dozen to a hundred cases "regarding the marriage of so-and-so to so-and-so" (and that's just on the shelves they have in that one room alone). What do you think a large chunk of them are? Yep; divorces.

It's as if marriage was served out on a trial basis, kinda like America Online; if you didn't like it, you deleted it (Homer Simpson: "UNDO! UNDO!"). Here to demonstrate are two of my own characters, Zapana and Eunice. Take a bow, you two. ... ... Thank you. Now, then, suppose that these two had been dating for quite some time (just for the sake of argument).

Zapana: Eunice, I love you and I wish we could get married so that we could always have dinner together.

Eunice: Why not? I love you, too. Will you marry me?

Zapana: Oh, yes; absolutely.

(Fast forward a full year. They've been married for four months by this point.)

Zapana: You snore a lot.

Eunice: Do not.

Zapana: And you leave behind a ton of dishes in the sink, too.

Eunice: All a figment of your imagination.

Zapana: That's it; I hate you! I'm leaving, and I'm taking the television with me! I'll see you in court!

Eunice: No! Not the television! How will I get my basketball fix now?!

Discounting the fact that both Zapana and Eunice are humanoid dogs and that this conversation never really happened, is that basically how some of those cases go? I can understand some of these people believing that "things aren't just working out", but really, how do they really know for sure unless they stick with it for the rest of their lives? If they recited the vows at their marriage ceremony (assuming they had one; quick confirmations are just as common as quick divorces), and then do something to violate those vows, doesn't that just show that they're incapable of keeping promises? And wouldn't that, in turn, lead to the bane of society: paperwork? C'mon, people, we hate paperwork!

Secondly, people who complain about stuff online (again, note the irony here) and then get mad when someone disagrees with them. Talking about stuff you don't like is normal; so is being mildly perturbed when another person posts a contradicting response. However, stuff like the conversation seen below kind of makes me wonder how people manage to live past their teen years. Imagine that Zapana and Eunice are both fans of the Pokémon (which, for the record, is not pronounced with a long 'e' sound in the middle) series of games and anime:

Zapana: I lik Ash and Misty. I think they should start travling together again at som point.

Eunice: Ugh, I don't. The guy wouldn't know what love is even if Foreigner was playing on the radio.

Zapana: Are u kidding me? They clearly belong together look at this! (posts link to video file) She says that he's not her boyfriend when she really means that he is!

Eunice: That by itself proves nothing. If she says that he's not her boyfriend, who am I to argue with that?

Zapana: What?! @%&%$ anti-shipper! ASHxMISTY 4EVR, NOOB!!!!!

Eunice: Two words: English lessons.

Again, is that pretty much how some of those conversations go? I'm relying mostly on second-hand knowledge here, but c'mon; you can't expect everyone to agree with your viewpoint on something. There's always going to be someone with a different perspective and a different way of handling things. If you don't like something, that's fine, but that's no reason to blast someone else over it; that's just a waste of both breath and bytes, and ultimately they (the arguments over fiction) matter zilch in the long run anyway.

Okay, I'm finished complaining and being hypocritical. I'll get back to the good stuff next time, trust me.