“Do you hate people? I don’t hate people, I just feel better when they’re not around.” -Charles Bukowski
I like people, I’m just not interested enough in people’s lives to be sociable with them. For example.
What they did and who they did it with, are a couple of questions I don’t want to ask. That’s the equivalent of watching love island and that’s something that’s not going to happen.
I’ve no desire to listen to people complaining about things they’ve no intention of changing, or better still they haven’t got the power to change them. That’s the equivalent of listening to the party in opposition to the Government for a couple of years, all they do is point out everything that’s wrong when they know they don’t have to come up with a solution that works.
I’ve very little interest in listening to people telling me what someone else is thinking, because unless they’ve got the skills of an empath or a good mentalist, they are only guessing. That’s the equivalent of wildlife narrator telling you what a lion is thinking after it’s finished eating breakfast.
I’m not fond of people pointing out the obvious as if I suddenly arrived from a different planet. That’s the equivalent of watching a match with a friend, our team scores and they turn and say, “we scored,” that’s just not necessary.
I’m not interested in talking with people who are one hundred percent sure everything they know is the truth because there are at least three sides to every story where people’s perceptions are concerned.
I’m capable of discussing the weather with the best of them, however, when they start telling me how the weather was better when we were children I begin to lose interest because weather patterns have always been the same, you could experience all four seasons in the same week.
I’m not fond of having discussions with people who believe everything the see and hear on main stream media because I’m a cynic and I believe they’re always trying to inspire either fear or hate in their listeners.
After reading about all the things I’m not interested in talking about you might think I’ve no interests, however, that couldn’t be further from the truth because I’ve an interest in almost everything else, except people. And when you meet enough people who are not interested in talking about anything except people, you tend to avoid being sociable. I’ll leave you another of Bukowski’s famous quotes.
“Being alone never felt right. Sometimes it felt good, but never felt right.”
P.S. people are meant to be sociable, they just need to find their kind of people.