Who Need Friends?
I really am starting to hate how so-called friends can turn on you in a second for a measly dollar. What is wrong with people? As my boss likes to mutter under his breath, "Is nothing sacred?"
I thought that friendship meant that there is a mutual respect, fondness and caring between two people--such feelings cannot and should not be so easily betrayed or abandoned. Though I do not have many close friends, those precious few that I do have, I hold dear to my heart. Regardless of what fate lies ahead of me or my friends, or what lies in the past, moreover, I would never turn on any of my friends. I expect the same in return.
Well, who needs enemies when now your friends can do you more harm?
I'm not sure whether it's the economy, or people's greed or just human nature, but it seems that people are willing to do anything to get ahead. Lloyd Constantine just outed his former-friend Eliot Spitzer in a tell-all book about the former governor's fall from grace. The Journal of the Plague Years is sold out in bookstores around my area--clearly, people are interested in reading these aweful things. A few weeks ago, Andrew Young revealed every little naughty secret about John Edwards in the book, The Politician. That book too is quite a hit.
Apparently, betraying your friends to get ahead is the newest fad.
The most recent member of the stab-your-friend-in-the-back club is Mariana Pasternak, the ex-best friend of the domestic diva, Martha Stewart. Mariana is nothing more than a glorified freeloading cretin. Her holier-than-thou personality and her air of superiority are supremely insufferable. Her new b
ook, the Best of Friends: Martha and Me, details her more than twenty year friendship with Stewart. From the excerpt that I read, the book plainly stinks.
It's awfully written, the word choice and grammatical skills are sophomoric and the entire topic is, quite frankly, nauseating. My overstuffed burrito-shaped pug could draft a better book.
Notwithstanding the monkey-brains it took to write this literary flop, the topic and the force of betrayal piloting this book forward is morally unsettling. What would it take for you to betray your friend? What about a friend that you have held dear for over twenty years, including sharing family gatherings and trips together?
This so-called friend was Martha Stewart's closest confidant and, as it turns out, her greatest foe. Mariana eventually took the stand against Martha in her insider trading trial and contributed to sending her friend to prison. That not being destructive enough, she has now penned a book revealing all of Martha's secrets, flaws and inner thoughts, all in hopes of capitalizing one last time at Martha's expense. She's not only hurtful, but down right nasty. No secrets remain sacred, even down to Martha's purported hunger to find a husband.
Maybe our lesson from all this is to keep your friends close and your enemies closer.
I thought that friendship meant that there is a mutual respect, fondness and caring between two people--such feelings cannot and should not be so easily betrayed or abandoned. Though I do not have many close friends, those precious few that I do have, I hold dear to my heart. Regardless of what fate lies ahead of me or my friends, or what lies in the past, moreover, I would never turn on any of my friends. I expect the same in return.
Well, who needs enemies when now your friends can do you more harm?
I'm not sure whether it's the economy, or people's greed or just human nature, but it seems that people are willing to do anything to get ahead. Lloyd Constantine just outed his former-friend Eliot Spitzer in a tell-all book about the former governor's fall from grace. The Journal of the Plague Years is sold out in bookstores around my area--clearly, people are interested in reading these aweful things. A few weeks ago, Andrew Young revealed every little naughty secret about John Edwards in the book, The Politician. That book too is quite a hit.
Apparently, betraying your friends to get ahead is the newest fad.
The most recent member of the stab-your-friend-in-the-back club is Mariana Pasternak, the ex-best friend of the domestic diva, Martha Stewart. Mariana is nothing more than a glorified freeloading cretin. Her holier-than-thou personality and her air of superiority are supremely insufferable. Her new b
ook, the Best of Friends: Martha and Me, details her more than twenty year friendship with Stewart. From the excerpt that I read, the book plainly stinks. Notwithstanding the monkey-brains it took to write this literary flop, the topic and the force of betrayal piloting this book forward is morally unsettling. What would it take for you to betray your friend? What about a friend that you have held dear for over twenty years, including sharing family gatherings and trips together?
This so-called friend was Martha Stewart's closest confidant and, as it turns out, her greatest foe. Mariana eventually took the stand against Martha in her insider trading trial and contributed to sending her friend to prison. That not being destructive enough, she has now penned a book revealing all of Martha's secrets, flaws and inner thoughts, all in hopes of capitalizing one last time at Martha's expense. She's not only hurtful, but down right nasty. No secrets remain sacred, even down to Martha's purported hunger to find a husband.
Maybe our lesson from all this is to keep your friends close and your enemies closer.


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