Sunday 30 July 2017

Kudos


How come when we praise someone we always give them kudos?

I know some people who only deserve one kudo at the most, myself included.

Maybe…maybe one and three quarters of a kudo. Certainly not everyone deserves full kudos (plural) all the time.

When I half-ass my laundry duties – combine underwear, face towels, fine knits, bath mats, oily rags, my high heels, colours, whites, blacks, furniture – I fully expect to receive a half kudo at most. And I'm good with that.

We're handing out kudos way to easily these days.

It's like kudos are cash, and we have a kudos welfare program, handing out kudos to the needy, to people who deserve slight praise but receive a nice kudos cheque from the government every month.

What happened to working for your kudos, like in the good old days?

When Justin Bieber hits someone with his big-boy car and gets out to see if they are okay, no kudos should be forwarded to him. Gwyneth Paltrow does not deserve kudos for giving us Goop. In fact, she owes kudos back into the kudo bank.

No celebrity deserves kudos for giving away a fraction of their obscene wealth. The Academy Awards should be called the Embarrassment of Wealth Awards.

We will never meet the people who really deserve kudos. Like the person/s leaking all the dirt on the Trump White House. He/she/they deserve to win the kudos lottery.

I'm saving each and every kudo for that rainy day when I fuck everything up.