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Falsehood

Journal blog post: Word for word.

10/12/2014

The world makes it easy for everyone to be fake. In fact, there are countless examples, where falsehood is celebrated, admired and envied. Take Kim Kardashian for example; she faked her way through an awful sex-tape, and several failed relationships with several famous men to get her name, her face and the other body parts that she flaunts, on the map. Then she “breaks the internet” by exposing her cosmetically enhanced, and generously photoshopped naked body for the world to see. People are still talking about those photos, which makes me wonder how many children have seen it as well… probably too many by now...

Don’t get me wrong, I don’t have anything against Mrs. Kanye West; she’s just doing what she needs to do to get the attention she craves… However, she is the prime example of a superficial society being influenced by the physically beautiful people of the world. Even if her beauty has been cosmetically enhanced, it doesn’t matter to a lot of people. In fact, somepeople prefer falsely enhanced beauty over natural beauty.
Since the beginning of time people have mistaken genuinely good people with attractive people. They say the devil will charm the pants off of you. It’s no wonder the Kim Kardashians of the world thrive in this environment. We are overly materialistic and superficial, whether we care to admit it or not, it’s the truth. And social media is just making it worse!

Most people’s profiles feature nothing but flawless photos of themselves, and have you noticed how happy everyone seems as well? If that was the reality, mentalhealth disorders wouldn’t be on the rise right now in Canada. What many people present on social media isn’t the truth, and do you blame them? Nobody likes a negative status update, (well maybe 2 or 3 people might like them) but a positive status update is guaranteed to get tons of likes from everyone.

"If we could take selfies of our souls, would you find yours attractive enough to post?"

Modesty aside, I’ve always received comments about being a physically attractive person who seems nice; however, I stopped taking it as a compliment. It’s a very quick judgement of character, and frankly, I could be a terrible human being that doesn’t deserve a compliment, but here I am receiving them on a regular basis from strangers. If I was an awful person without morals, getting compliments consistently wouln't inspire me to make a change for the better. On the contrary, it would make it far too easy for me to justify the continuation of my evil actions. 

We all know the saying about judging a book by its cover… I am truly addicted to finding truly good people, and books for that matter :) . It is rare, and I’ve been deceived many times by physically attractive monsters, but a few good people are all that it takes to convince me of the goodness of this world. It took me a very  long time to wake up and see through my own biases. Now I often ask myself: How many people around me deserve my love? It’s a strange question to ask, but it’s an important one, because there are too many false people out there, being put on pedestals and getting celebrated… They’re among us however, don’t be afraid, just remember to always be mindful of your surroundings. 

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