{"id":3834,"date":"2011-07-09T12:14:09","date_gmt":"2011-07-09T09:14:09","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/lorenalupu.wordpress.com\/?p=3834"},"modified":"2011-07-09T12:14:09","modified_gmt":"2011-07-09T09:14:09","slug":"arogante-de-pulete-prost","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/lorenalupu.com\/blog\/arogante-de-pulete-prost\/","title":{"rendered":"Arogan\u0163e de pulete prost"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>\u00cen fa\u0163a blocului meu e o ga\u015fc\u0103 de cocalari. \u015eti\u0163i genul. Pulifriciul cu gura c\u00e2t \u015fura, prost de bubuie, dar care simte nevoia s\u0103 se ia la modul mitoc\u0103nesc de fiin\u0163e mai slabe, s\u0103 se simt\u0103 de\u015ftept. De ce o face? Pentru c\u0103 ceva nelini\u015ftitor \u00een forul lui interior \u00eei spune c\u0103 e un pulete prost, iar aceast\u0103 voce interioar\u0103 trebuie dat\u0103 pe silent cumva; \u00eendeob\u015fte prin compara\u0163ia cu cineva care e \u015fi mai prost. <\/p>\n<p>A fost un moment de criz\u0103, c\u00e2nd adolescentele din bloc le-au \u00eenv\u0103\u0163at cam toate re\u0163etele prefabricate de pwnage \u015fi i-au futut \u00een g\u00e2t cu propriile lor arme: \u00een acel moment, m-am a\u015fteptat ca pulifricii s\u0103 \u00eencerce cu copii de gr\u0103dini\u0163\u0103, s\u0103 se simt\u0103 \u015fi ei de\u015ftep\u0163i \u00een raport cu cineva. Dar exista pericolul ca \u015fi copiii de gr\u0103dini\u0163\u0103 s\u0103-i futeze \u00een gur\u0103, \u015fi atunci, \u00een neagra lor disperare, pule\u0163ii ar fi apelat, poate, la un acvariu de pe\u015fti. <\/p>\n<p>Bun, \u015fansa lor de a fi de\u015ftep\u0163i a ap\u0103rut o dat\u0103 cu momentul \u00een care un b\u0103tr\u00e2n homeless s-a aciuat \u00een fa\u0163\u0103 la Mega Image, unde fetele sufletiste \u00eel mai hr\u0103nesc cu mezeluri \u015fi iaurturi expirate. Ziua, mo\u015ful doarme \u00eentr-o cutie de carton c\u0103ptu\u015fit\u0103 cu o p\u0103tur\u0103, sau cer\u015fe\u015fte pe un ton sc\u0103zut: d\u0103 \u015fi mie de o \u0163uic\u0103, tataie. \u015ei \u00eei dau, pentru c\u0103 recunoa\u015fte sincer de ce \u00eei trebuie. <\/p>\n<p>Noaptea \u00eens\u0103, iese ga\u015fca de pule\u0163i \u00een fa\u0163a blocului. \u00cel dopeaz\u0103 pe mo\u015f cu c\u00e2te ceva sau \u00eel \u00eembat\u0103, \u00eei pun muzic\u0103, \u00eel \u00eendeamn\u0103 s\u0103 danseze, s\u0103 se sc\u0103l\u00e2mb\u0103ie, s\u0103 fac\u0103 striptease sau s\u0103 urle &#8220;curvo, te-a\u015f fute&#8221; la fete. Iar omul, bucuros s\u0103 fie \u015fi el b\u0103gat \u00een seam\u0103, le face toate poftele ca un c\u0103\u0163el recunosc\u0103tor. &#8220;H\u0103h\u0103h\u0103h\u0103&#8221;, r\u00e2d pule\u0163ii pro\u015fti, \u00eenc\u00e2nta\u0163i c\u0103 pot \u015fi ei umili pe cineva. <\/p>\n<p>-B\u0103, nene, l-am \u00eentrebat eu azi de diminea\u0163\u0103, c\u00e2nd i-am dat un leu, tu nu-\u0163i dai seama c\u0103 meltenii \u0103\u015ftia se folosesc de tine \u015fi at\u00e2t?<br \/>\nA devenit defensiv.<br \/>\n-B\u0103ie\u0163ii \u0103ia e prietenii mei! Voi, femeile, b\u0103ga\u0163i dec\u00e2t str\u00e2mbe. <\/p>\n<p>De fapt, da. Trebuie s\u0103 ai un bagaj de prostie ca s\u0103 ajungi pe str\u0103zi. \u015ei totu\u015fi, dac\u0103 am fi pe Titanic eu, mo\u015ful \u015fi pule\u0163ii, \u015fi \u00een clipa naufragiului a\u015f putea salva pe cineva, l-a\u015f salva mai degrab\u0103 pe el dec\u00e2t pe cocalari. Prostia naiv\u0103 e inofensiv\u0103; \u00een schimb coc\u0103l\u0103reala umilitoare \u015fi agresiv\u0103 se hr\u0103ne\u015fte din respectul de sine al altora. Exist\u0103 spray de \u0163\u00e2n\u0163ari, lo\u0163iune antipurici, medicamente de eliminat viermi intestinali. Poate \u00eentr-o zi se va inventa \u015fi un tratament universal antijavre. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>\u00cen fa\u0163a blocului meu e o ga\u015fc\u0103 de cocalari. \u015eti\u0163i genul. Pulifriciul cu gura c\u00e2t \u015fura, prost de bubuie, dar care simte nevoia s\u0103&#46;&#46;&#46;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-3834","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-spicy"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/lorenalupu.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3834","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/lorenalupu.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/lorenalupu.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lorenalupu.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lorenalupu.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=3834"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/lorenalupu.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3834\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/lorenalupu.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=3834"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lorenalupu.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=3834"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lorenalupu.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=3834"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}