There are two people on television whom I seriously admire: Raven (from “Teen Titans” on Cartoon Network) and Daria (that girl with the glasses and brown hair who was first shown on “Beavis and Butthead”, and then had her own show on MTV). There is one reason for which I am attracted to them:
They are cynics.
Cynics have a bad reputation for being the “party poopers” and “downers” on several television shows. But I have to disagree with such misconceptions.
“Oh, why would you, Rayne? You know that cynic people don’t get anywhere in life! You know that they’re so so negative! And nyah nyah nyah!!!” (says the sneering voice in the back of someone’s head right now)
Well, there are a few good reasons why I have an admiration for cynics.
First, cynics do not get caught up in the hype of things. Whenever some new fad or fashion suddenly gets advertised, cynics don’t try to “get with the in-crowd” on such trifling matters. Rather, they will make up their own minds whether or not this fad is a waste of time, money, and their own sanities. And when that fad goes out of fashion, and many devoted short-time followers are left out in the cold, it will be the cynics who have the right to say, “Man I can’t even believe that you settled for this crap. Well, that was dumb.”
Second, cynics will most often see the objective side of things, or the side that most people will probably never see until later.
50 Fad people: “Like oh my god, these thongs will make me look SO sexy with the guys! And these hydros will make my boobies look SO big!”
Cynic: “Wait a minute, wont these thongs hurt your ass and give you a panty line? I’ll settle for a bikini. And aren’t you satisfied with the way you look right now, instead of looking like a sleazebag for some stupid jocks? You are so stupid.”
See what I mean?
And, finally, cynics will be honest and straight-up about their feelings if you press the right buttons. Cynics will “tell it like it is”, and nothing more.
“So how was your day at school?”
“I dealt with jocks, muscleheads, and lying, cheating skanks. I wanted to choke the frickin daylights out of all of my teachers, and my “friend” was a real butthole as well. I got a C on my report card, big deal. But other than that, it was a good day at school.”
I try to have the same honesty with only a few people, while other people are too much of some buttholes to talk to, let alone come into contact with at all.
But that’s another story.
