The Whole World Is Wrong

I used to date a girl who had a great dad. He was a no bullcrap, half Chinese, half Irish, small business owning, fix anything kind of guy. It's hard to put your finger on exactly why, but when he said something, the combination of the grease on his hands and the twinkle in his eye made you listen to him -- and trust his quick wisdom.

He used to say: "If you take a look around you and think that damn near every single person is messed up, you'd better take a look at yourself."

Well folks, take a look around.