In-tolerable Cruelty?

Is there such a term as 'tolerable cruelty'? The thought came, when I was thinking about what movies to include in my movie rental list. Intolerable Cruelty came up (not at all), and as usual, thinking about it made me wonder 'Why isn't there a movie called Tolerable Cruelty?' So here I am, trying to make sense of it.

Each word is big in their own ways, but putting them together brings about a chemistry that is seldom ventured into. Tolerable. A situation happens, that does not push you over the end no matter how stupid or idiotic, where you won't go ballistic and ultimately maintain your cool. You got to be a person with a big heart, to take all the good and bad, hence the said personality trait or characteristic. Cruelty. This is one word which is the extreme end of the word 'kind'. Put the two together, it's something that you either give or take. Like 'I can take that sort of cruelty' or 'I'm not that cruel.'

The first statement is about a person's limit. For example, some people I know cannot stand stupidity; I'm one too. So is stupidity a kind of 'cruelty' which you can or cannot stand? For those intellectuals, maybe. Not a chance in hell would they be around a person who is anywhere near stupid. Stupid people, or lame people. 'Spare me your oh-so-funny jokes.' Cruel at times, huh? How one simple comment like that can totally kill off any chance of conversation.

The second statement: I'm not that cruel. That's person-by-person basis. For example, I think accidentally running down a dog is cruel, but running away after it is most cruel. Some people think, 'It's just a stray.' It's a life. You are that cruel. Tolerable cruelty is being mean, reasonably. Now that is a thought.

To take the word 'cruel' in its purest sense, I'm sure a lot of us have been there, and possibly am going through it now. A loved one says something off-handedly. It hits you like a punch in the gut. It's just words, but the power behind words is beyond comprehension. You begin to give reasons like, 'oh well, bad day' or 'it's PMS' or 'he's just tired' or 'she's...' I don't know. How much reasons and excuses can we continue giving to our loved ones, when ultimately, we know for certain what we see and hear, and deep down, it's a fact: I don't care. But do we stop? No. It's tiring to be confrontational, and a lot of us don't want to go there. So, that is sort of tolerable cruelty. 'I can take her lack of interest in what I really care about.' 'I can take his sarcastic comments about my friends.'

I just watched 50 First Dates on DVD, starring Adam Sandler and Drew Barrymore. I think both stars are great in the movie and it made me think that maybe it's not that far from fact. Drew in the movie wakes up every day, not remembering what happened the day before. It's not forgetting, it's not having that memory at all. It's called Short term memory loss. So every day really is a brand new day for her. Imagine being in love with a girl or guy like that. Can the love we all profess to have sustain that kind of relationship that may grow tired and impatient in the future?

So it is a romantic comedy, but the meaning behind it... It's really worth thinking about.

Had a rather pent up entry completely unpublished and lost, thanks to my oh-so-reliable internet service provider. This is one example of why humans always allow themselves to get frustrated. They procrastinate. Make it 'I'.

Was watching The Simple Life an hour ago. What can I say about PH and NR? Nothing constructive anyway. As I'm trying to get right with the God I believe in, I shall reserve all comments about them. They just make life a little more entertaining, that's all. But I will make it a point to not watch it anymore. My brain cells are way too precious for shows like that, ugh.

Seriously, I am trying hard to think of what to write in here. I'm not going to write about my 'daily' life here, what I did today and will do tomorrow. Oh yes, I'm going to church tomorrow. After a long time. I realized that it's not really up to me to decide whether to go to church or not. It's God. He decides. I just go along.

Currently listening to Turn Me On by the always lovely Norah Jones.

I did seriously consider deleting the template for this blog, thereby ceasing the existence of this blog. After all, I'm still a pen and paper person. I literally pour my half-dried heart out a few days ago in my diary. For the uninitiated, a diary is like a blog in the real world, except that you use a writing apparatus ( instead of a keyboard) and pen your thoughts in paper, and the glaringly obvious thing is that nobody else can see it. It lives and dies with you.

Well, then I decided not to, because I do have an audience out there *teehee* and I will not let them down. Take your groans elsewhere, buddy.

I think I'm beginning to see the reality of working life. Especially in places where it's challenging everyday, and it's not just about your capabilities anymore. Thanks to The Apprentice, I'm starting to appreciate the dog-eat-dog corporate world.

There's going to be that beautiful AND capable lady who actually doesn't sleep with the boss to move up the ladder. She really is that good, and she exists and many others secretly hate her. It's like the cheerleading squad, with the head cheerleader VS the deputy head cheerleader.

There is also the lady who think he or she is so smart, and talks her way through everything, good or bad. Eventually, it gets thin and people are sick of your yapping. She is eventually 'fired'.

There is also one, the underdog. She is the hardworking one who is genuinely wanting the project to work, but too easily swayed and indecisive and as a result, gets whacked by the rest of the teams, who deems her too 'weak as a leader'.

There is the one, the fashionista. She will dress up to the nines and talk surely but sharply, and at the end of the day, she knows that she hasn't done much, and has the brains to be quiet about it. But when she actually accomplishes something, she will make sure the whole building hears of it.

Man, I'm really into The Apprentice. I know one other person who is a fan like me, and to her/him, I say CHEERS!!