At some point in my lifetime, I realized how much of a real rotten apple I was. I have always been somewhat humane. But not until a few years ago, I guess, did I realize that I was a blithering canker sore on the rear of humanity. I was the guy no one liked, because I was an asshole. I treated everyone the same. Everyone got the same cold, quick responses. I hated people. I hated what collectively, humanity stood for. I still do. I can’t say that situation has improved much.

But I realized that some people don’t fit into the same category as the rest of them. There are always those who float together, then there are those who don’t. I’ve never been one who glides along with the rest of the people. Often times I’ll be in the same stream, but going the opposite direction. I cannot stand – in fact I loathe – the direction collective humanity generally takes. To sit back and watch people interact will give you an idea the direction I am headed. Even take the worst bully in school, I would. I would think of him in a one-to-one situation. I knew he would react differently than if he had all an audience. People are weak. But when together, and in groups, they find strength in the ignorance of the rest of the party.

Why is it that if you make eye contact with someone at a stoplight, that person thinks it’s a sign of aggression? What happened to humanity? What happened to friendship? People throw words like stones. It’s every man for himself. No one cares anymore. Everyone thinks everyone else is against him. It’s a big bunch of worthless hogwash. Why try? What can I – one man – do to change the chemistry of the people I interact with on a day-to-day basis? I can’t. Chances are against it anyway. Unless it’s one-on-one.

So I started waving. When I pull up next to someone at a stoplight, and they catch me looking at them, I wave at them. A humble shrug and a wave tells people you still care. You actually still give a damn. What’s the point? Well, one time I was an asshole like the rest of these people. But I decided I would try out some of Kimbre’s rules, since they’ve worked so well for her. So what’s the point in getting people to wave at everyone? Well, there might not be one. But we need to get back to living in a world together. People act like they are all alone in this big cold cruel world. We forget about our neighbors. We forget about our friends and family. Apathy. What if we got to where you could sit at a table in a restaurant and have three perfect strangers ask to join you. Then you had a table of four people who didn’t know anything about one another, like today, but they didn’t want to kill each other because one of them looked at another funny.

Collectively, people still suck. You have to get to them while they are alone. That’s the only way to change anything. If you try to attack the world, you have a planet to fight. You have to take them one at a time.