Picture: BORRRRRINNNNNGG!!!! Leave me alone whinger.
This post asks an important question; two questions actually: Have you come across big whingers in your life that you had to deal with? What you think is or would have been the best way to deal with them?
Before I go further I would like to make it absolutely clear that like all of us I’m not a perfect human being, in fact I can be quite a pain to be with. I can be horribly stubborn, eternal pessimist with occassional over optimism… stuff like that. In short I am a despicable bastard. But before Lord’s angels throw me into hell forever I have definite positive points. I am a PROGRESSIVE. I like building people up. Last but not the least, when I don’t like people (which very often is the case) I leave them alone, rather than spending my time and energy to hurt them, burn with jealousy at their success and pray to Lord for their destruction (You would be surprised how many people actually do it!… written records can be found since the times of Psalmists in the Bible!).
I have dealt with one whinger with saintly patience, forgiveness, friendship, compassion and what I could call unselfish Christian brotherly love. I will draw a brief portrait of him as an introduction but following picture is actually quite like him when he is in his bad moods . He also has long hair like this, our lady of disgrace:
Moaner Lisa
So, how I got to be friends with such a classic case of a bitter moaner is simple. About 6 years back I started my serious forays into learning more about Christianity. That included reading of Biblical texts, meeting church leaders and memebers of different denominations, forming friendships with them, carrying out discussions, debates and sometimes having fights etc. LOL! About 5 years back while I was studying and doing an odd job over Christmas break to earn some cash I met this Moaner Lisa. He is a Christian and seemed really into it: been going to a popular church for years, owns nearly a hundred books on Christianity and related subjects etc. But he was also a sulky loner which made him more interesting for me because I would get entirely different perspective of Christianity from him. Well, as far as finding the Lord is concerned that’s entirely a different story. But I struck friendship with Moaner Lisa and over the years we have shared books, coffees, talks, chats etc. As for books and scholarship, his collection is a comforting facade that he likes to hide behind. He has hardly read ANY of the books he keeps on his shelves. If I ever picked up one of his books he would say, ”O! don’t open it completely it will leave a crease on the cover.” So, he keeps his books mostly for display purposes.
Sadly, Moaner Lisa has shown a consistent pattern of increasing whinging which has reached its culmination now. Under the crust of dove wings of Christian faith Moaner Lisa is- I am afraid to say- a BITTER AND MOANING person. Over the last years he has had marathon fights and rivalries with tons of people. He was fired from his job 3 years back for verbally abusing, threatning and physically assaulting an old co-worker. In his next temporary jobs all he did was to create enemies and pick fights. He absolutely loves the idea that there are people he really hates and they PAY HIM THE ATTENTION BY HATING HIM BACK. He also has imagined enemies that seem to come from his paranoia. Often when I used to visit his place for a coffee he would ask me to hush and listen to walls or ceiling or floor for signs of other tenants harassing him by creating noise: people chatting, playing video games, playing music, laughing, letting doors shut noisily JUST TO TORTURE AND TORMENT MOANER LISA. He keeps a thick Log that he bangs on the floor to intimidate his neighbours. One day, he said to me, ”My hands and wrists are sore because I banged the floor so hard and so long to shut those bastards up.”
Throughout the years I have talked to him sternly, I have used plenty of dry humor to tell him how horrible he is but to no avail. Interestingly he genuinely hates almost all his fewer friends too that include me. He hates all their little successes and is overjoyed by their failures: (job losses, personal failures, physical sicknesses or any other BAD NEWS) This is the greatest identifying sign of a Moaner: HE OR SHE HATES TO SEE OTHER PEOPLE HAPPY OR SUCCEED. I mean, once in a while, bit of short term envy is experienced by all of us but MOANERS , BURN WITH JEALOUSY FOREVER.
Recently Moaner Lisa achieved another exemplary feat: he was enjoying his holidays sipping away coffee in a cafe on a nice sunny day. His bike was parked outside. A bunch of teenage Urchins (belonging to non- White Maori race, native people of New Zealand that Moaner Lisa hates, especially the men) were strolling outside ( About 3 boys and a girl). These kids were sort of frolicking about. Unfortunately, one boy- much smaller and younger than Moaner Lisa- walked past the bike and for some reason ”kicked” it. Moaner Lisa shot up in fury and ran towards this guy, pushed him to the ground and started kicking him in the ribs mercilessly while the boy’s girlfriend begged him to stop: right in the city centre. There was a cop standing by who broke it up. Lucky, for Moaner Lisa Christchurch is about 90% White and this cop was White and Moaner Lisa is White too and the guy Moaner Lisa roughed up was a Maori living on the streets.
So, no official criminal charge was levelled against Moaner Lisa. When he told me the story I said it was hardly a Christian thing to do. How ironical, he gives tithe to his church, sometimes puts things in the church’s food basket and tells me proudly that his church gives food to poor people who live on the streets: the same people he mauls himself over cups of coffee. I really wanted to write more about him as it is all coming back to me in torrents. But really, it will become a MOANING blog itself if I do that. So, I will finish right here and curiously ask those questions again, especially How do you deal with a whinger? As for me, I am leaving him alone, more or less.
