Shore-ly Loyal

loy·al·ty
[loi-uh l-tee]
–noun, plural -ties.

1. the state or quality of being loyal; faithfulness to commitments or obligations.
2. faithful adherence to a sovereign, government, leader, cause, etc.
3. an example or instance of faithfulness, adherence, or the like: a man with fierce loyalties.

Whenever I watch Jersey Shore, I’m always impressed by how fiercely they all seem to have each others’ backs. Out of everything to observe I suppose this is possibly the least significant – why not dwell on their inexplicable capability to drown themselves in booze, pass out in bed and still get up to work out the next day? Or their seemingly endless strings of skanky men and women being bought in and kicked out of the ‘communal smush room’ for one night? But having pretty much got past all these wonders by the first few episodes, I’ve started to have ulterior observations. On the whole, if someone’s your friend, then they’re your friend and that’s the end of it. They’ll believe what you say, have your back in a confrontation and probably even drag you home when you’re messy. At times I’ve found myself wistfully thinking ‘if only my own friendships were that simple’.

It’s hard to find loyal friends, ones that will listen to and believe your side of a story. It’s not a needle in a haystack, it’s worse. And what’s worse is that when you think you’ve sought out someone who’s got your back, it turns out they couldn’t give less of a crap about what you have to say. It’s like finding the perfect heels in the January sales - only to find when you wear them out, the strap breaks. I begin to wonder sometimes if I was born with a stamp on my head saying ‘don’t believe anything I say’ when I was born, only it can’t be seen unless I’m really trying to get my point across. Maybe that would explain why some people are prepared to accept the drivel, lies and nonsensical rubbish spewed into their ears by others who simply do not know what they’re talking about.

I guess it just bothers me when I hear people talking crap and not sticking up for my views because I just automatically assume that it’s part of the package. If you’re going to be someone’s friend, be loyal to them. Have their fucking back. Even if you can’t do that, have the fucking lenience to sit there whilst they speak their mind. And if you can’t do that, have the audacity to admit you’ve not got the tolerance, loyalty or reliability to be their friend.

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