BY DESIREE DEMOLINA With recent online mediums, such as Twitter and Facebook, generating pages that allow verbal slaughter to the city of Cooper...

 

BY DESIREE DEMOLINA

With recent online mediums, such as Twitter and Facebook, generating pages that allow verbal slaughter to the city of Cooper City, we have to ask ourselves: Is there something wrong with our corner of suburbia or are we simply instilling the idea through our complaints?  With towering ratings from money.cnn.com in 2009 and 2011 and privileges stretching far over the average city, it’s time to decide if there’s something faulty here or is our dislike feeding a delusion.

This summer, Facebook was an amusing outlet. It was on these slow days that a group entitled “You Know You Live in Cooper City When:” was active with commentary. While some content offered a playful perspective, most was accusatory and severe. Scrolling through, I wondered if we were the ones infusing the hate by opening our mouths and minds to the negative. Is this fire fueled by suggestion? More over, is there hatred to be had?

For every lament, my mind immediately chases down the counterpoint. My travels and friends have aligned me with privileges that flow naturally in Cooper City. Wails of boredom bind me to our logistic convenience. We complain that there is nothing to do; yet we have a gamut of options for something as simple as frozen yogurt, all in a five-mile radius. It’s the buffet of choices and close proximity that offer us amazing activity.  Complaints of peers being fake remind me that growing up here is equal to everywhere else.  Criticism of Cooper City High School fix me to our staff’s commitment and support, the opportunities our clubs and organizations bring, the safety I feel within the hallways, and the simple fact that I am unrestricted to an education.

The validity of our perception is only relative through comparison. Determine the baseline. It’s inevitable to have dreamy fantasies of the “perfect” life. Though we should know these things are embellished regardless. Instead of groaning, we must shift our mentality to what we have, which is much more than we often acknowledge.

Though everyone is entitled to his or her own opinion without hindrance, this is certainly mine. Like sentiment, complaints pile up and become something massive and permanent. However, such a mass is not constrained to only the present. Without any barrier, criticism and thoughts have the ability to travel into the future, unnoticeably manipulating our outlooks. It’s the power of suggestion that takes control. Just like corrosion, our words are waiting for the perfect time to personify themselves.