The Most Popular One

Popular crowds, otherwise known as "cliques", do not just exist in schools. They're in the workplace, among managers and CEO's and in your very own family. Each person in each group has their place. There is the meek one at the bottom who is just there because they want to be part of something, the middle group members who are in silent competition for first place and you have the LEADER. The leader of the group who has manipulated and crafted their way to the top. There is a general psychiatric research experiment about popularity that proves the more popular the person, the better the liar. It was a few post back where I wrote that the average person tells 3 lies per 10 minuets of conversation. Now, times that by a million and you have a highly skilled, manipulative (and in most cases) bitch that can ruin a person's reputation and self respect with one word. Or in most cases; one lie. One lie rolls through the mouths of the group like a snowball down large hill. It then extends outwardly to other groups and thus, a reputation and person can be ruined by one hellova popular bitch. You can take the High School diploma, hand it to the young girl and bid her farewell to a life full of wonderful opportunities. But you can't teach her (and in rare cases, him) how NOT to manipulate and lie. Chances are, by the time one reaches the age of 17/18 for graduation, the talent of lying had manipulating a group has already become second nature. You're either the lead liar, the middle of the group or the one at the end who didn't fall into the trap.

And I'd be willing to be that the young "lady" has been taught by the best of the best; her mother.



The lead liar (in training) will go off to collage, join a sorority and lie her way to the top of that group. This is sort of like a test for her. Can she manipulate outside her already formed group of trusted sheeple? One thing about sororities is that, while great friendships can be formed, they are moatly formed by insecure girls who are looking for substitutes to relationships left behind at home while they're at college. They need to quickly find their place. To those who have actually formed life-long relationships with their sisters, GOOD FOR YOU!!

Think of it this way. When a person goes to jail, for instance a male (sorry guys), the new arrival does whatever he can to show toughness, anger, vulgarity and the ability to survive in such a harsh environment so he's not picked off right away by the leaders who really are in charge. I can't say for sure this is what really happens, but I have done research that supports this theory. It is a harder atmosphere but the same concept as the Sorority.

The importance of reaching the top of the clique trumps another person’s reputation, feelings, truth or life. The better the liar, the higher you climb the ladder.
Once you reach the top, caring about those in your pack of rabid animalistic friends doesn't exist. You lie to them more, pretending to care about them, keeping them happy while maintaining a lie. Telling each one different thing. Whatever it is they want to hear that will make them like you and keep your spot solid at number one.

Problem is that you will eventually be exposed for who you are and the manipulative bitch that you are. You're not this great, fun-loving, caring person that everyone would like to believe they're associated with. You are actually a calculated criminal mind that should be subjected to face your own truth about who you are, your imperfections and why you lose friends and family more than you can keep them. There are the weak people who will cling to this type of leader only because they cannot think for themselves and need a group to rely on for a sense of "self" and personality, but what they fail to realize is that they have already lost themselves while trying to be part of the group. So the few that remain will remain until they're scapegoated when the leader has had enough of you. You will know it when it happens. They will do whatever it takes to take you out. Hurt your reputation, attack your work and education, and drop below the unbelievable line of maybe even involving your child(ren) and use them as weapons to hurt you and any other person it might effect.

So you take a good, long, hard look at who you surround yourself with. Consider this my warning to you. I have already begun my research into micro expressions and have learned much about the people in my life. I can tell you that you are already being lied to and manipulated by someone in your life. You boss, your wife, your husband, your brother, your sister, your aunt, your cousin, your friend. And where do you fit into this? Or do you not?

I was the "looser" of the group, the one at the bottom of the totem pole that was never following or leading. I just did my own thing. I was alright with being me, I just didn't know there was so much hate and lies surrounding me by those I thought were closest to me. Thank goodness I wasn't involved in the pettiness that was their circle of lies, but it still is a wake-up call for anyone who lives in a certain amount of a bubble; believing that blood is thicker than water. It's not. It's just a compound that keeps you related biologically but nothing else. You can make up your family by choosing your friends and true family members that bring you joy, pleasure and happiness without second motives following behind them. Good luck, it is a lifetime of work and the achievement award isn't handed to you until the day of your funeral.

The truth is written on all our faces

I don't have much faith in words. Average people tell three lies per ten minuets of conversation. Emotion looks the same no matter if you are a housewife or the President of the United States. The Truth is written on all our faces. When talking with someone you feel suspect of, pay no attention to what they're saying but watch their faces. Look at their body language. Listen to voice inflections. What are they really telling you? Ask yourself what motives the person might have for telling such outrageous things. Most people avoid eye contact when telling a lie... actually, that is arguable. Most people, when telling a lie, look directly at you to put you under the spell that they are telling the truth. If the time now is noon and you've been at work since 9am, how many people have you spoken to and how many lies have you been told? Body language tells the truth so watch who you talk with and what they're telling you silently.

How many lies will you tell...

...before you start to believe them?? What I find fucking unbelievable is the self loathing I have come to see in my fellow man in recent weeks. Why do so many people feel the need to direct their anger that belongs in a completely different place towards someone who really has nothing to do with it? I find these cases mostly at the Supermarket. I believe you are familiar with how much I HATE THE SUPERMARKET. Something always goes down, gets on my nerves or makes me want to vomit when I go food shopping. Which is partly why I spare my son the disgrace of humans fending for food (which is typically what we end up doing at the market) by going while he's in school and not drag him along. Hell, I remember being dragged along with my Grandmother when I was a child and just how much I hated it! I hated it then and I hate it now.

Anyway, I'm getting off track. People really hate themselves. I rarely see someone, at least in my area of Florida, where someone is genuine in their smiles and laugh. In the Supermarket, I watched as a young woman with a child (who seemed more like a nanny and not the mother of the child because of how more connected she was with the child... why is that? Well, here in Florida, many woman are so wealthy they can afford nanny's to raise their kids and the nanny's tend to have more of a connection with the children then their own parents) but this Mommy-Nanny (whatever) was clearly agitated from an unknown previous problem that most likely occurred before she even entered the supermarket. None-the-less, an older woman (who I am usually at war with but was supportive of here) accidentally bumped into her cart (as the Mommy-Nanny had her cart halfway out in the isle) and the Mommy-Nanny went fucking off her rocker! I mean, she really LIT into this woman that I thought for sure she was going to punch her. The child started crying and the old woman started crying, saying she hadn't meant to bump her cart. "Put your bifocals on you old bitch" this woman said. I was amazed at how everyone was more entertained and watching than concerned and about to step in. So, sizing up myself, the woman with the child and the older lady, I stepped in between them. "Why don't you take a moment to calm down. I am sure this can be resolved-" but I couldn't finish. Like most self loating, hateful people who project their anger onto the innocent and those more likely to just take it, she prevented me from continuing to talk. She was so close in my face, I could smell her breath. "What an example you are setting for your child. You must be so proud of yourself" I said. "Why don't you just get yourself out and walk away? Is that so hard? Figure out what the fuck you're REALLY angry about and GET CONTROL of yourself!" She stared at me a moment, the older woman calmed down a bit. I think the situation had run it course and the woman knew I was speaking reasonably.
Everyone kinda just diffused after that and went their own ways. I was wondering the rest of my shopping where the fuck the managers where. Do you notice a common theme in things that happen when your out at a store and the managers are MIA? It happens more than you think, or like it to be but I think, especially in my town, the management pool is crap. They're either teenagers, college students half hungover or an Adult trying to fit in with the kids and teens more than doing a good job.
Still, the point of me sharing this story is that I am sick and fucking tired of people who spit out their anger that they actually probably feel for themselves at someone who least deserves it. It is easy to spit at someone that you think or see as weak.

How many lies must a person tell themselves before they start believing them? If you have a problem with someone, talk with them and not through a third party. You can't expect someone to know something is wrong if you keep it inside and then let it explode on someone who would never see it coming. So I challenge you to take a look at your anger when you feel it and try to find out where it's REALLY coming from. Whose problem is it that you are angry and about to blow? The other person's? No. Get over yourself. Seriously, take control of your own anger and stop blaming everyone else that steps in your path. I know a few people in my life could certainly benefit from a little truth.