Saturday, September 3, 2011

FML: Forgive My Laughter...

Honestly, it's not hatin', just honesty
so say you'll listen with your head not just your heart, promise me...


F--k My Life. That's what FML stands for in today's text/twitter/facebook shorthand.

It seems like such a short time ago this brilliant abbreviation started popping up in the social media vocabulary and I'm not sure how we survived explaining the difficulties of life before its inception. In the same way that it took english speaking individuals countless generations to truly appreciate the ability of the word 'epic' to convery anything even remotely above average, telling the universe to 'f--k my life' has also been underutilized until recently. Thank whatever epic deity you worship that we've come to our collective senses.

Ladies, you broke a nail? Text an FML to your girlfriends, they'll empathize. Fellas, a prominent athlete on your favorite team injured himself during a meaningless pre-season game? Throw an FML on Facebook and wait for your fellow sports enthusiasts to offer their condolences. The power went out for an hour? Your spouse bought single-ply toilet paper? Alice Aspiringactress got sent home on 'The Bachelor'? FML. FML. FML. Your life was meant to be scripted like a cheesy 80's sitcom and these day-to-day realities are intruding upon your expectations. How dare they?

Look, I'm not jumping on everyone who uses the term on occasion. Some of you are dealing or have dealt with some difficult times and situations and a bit of emotional overemphasis is understandable. I have been known to be a bit exuberant on occasion myself. Perhaps even emotional or sappy (right WB?). And our language changes with the times and certain slang and phrases go in and out of style, I'm not above that either; I just stopped using 'dope' and 'fresh' back in April. But still, let's put things in perspective a bit. Some of the tragic issues being attached to FMLs don't really call for such a scathing damnation of your existence. Not to sound condescending but life is a gift. Don't let the occasional bump in the road turn you away from that fact or ignore the blessings you do have. I realize it's become a slang term and the meaning isn't usually intended to be as severe as its definition would indicate. Call me old fashioned but I prefer my swearing loud, aimless and without the existential blasphemy.

While I'm preaching from my online pulpit allow me to throw a couple of other words that have become painfully overused ingredients in our vocabulary jambalaya (anyone who just heard Newman from Seinfeld say "JambaLAYA" in their head wins a free 'State of Kulifay' t-shirt).

1: Everyone who disagrees with you is not 'hating'. Seriously, I hate that.

2: Anyone who has charisma, confidence or fashion sense does not have 'swag'. The term swagger never required shortening in the first place and reminds me of a male runway model working the catwalk...or John Wayne. Either is ridiculous in association with the hip hop tough guy persona.

On a sidenote, please become a follower of my blog so I can amass an epic following that attracts advertisers and publishers and allows me to indulge in a life of wealth and fame.

What, you won't follow me? Why you hatin'?

FML.

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