‘It’s either you LOVE me or you HATE me’ it is an undeniable truth that the 19 year old Justin Bieber has experienced both sides of this phrase. There is an ‘I hate Justin Bieber club’ on Facebook for the dedicated haters of Justin, those if given the change, would shred Mr Bieber into thin pieces of nothing, whilst there is a Tumblr blog: ‘I am a Belieber’ for the die-hard Bieber fever infected Justin Bieber fans.
I do not know the hold Mr Bieber has on people for its either they LOVE him insanely or they would rather have him buried alive. I’m not a fan of his music (something that could unite us) and I therefore don’t care much if he’s coming or going. I must say though, I’ve been looking at his pictures (like everyone else, and he sure is blessed with looks) simply because he seems to be a subject of interest for journalists and their headlines, one thing Mr Bieber does is remind me of that gentleman whose ‘stuck in the mirror’ with a suit and a tie – Justin Timberlake [the 20/20 experience is something to be experienced].
‘Jealousy makes you nasty’, that is partially true for jealousy does not only make you nasty, it also deems you a murderer of people that don’t even know you; since jealousy’s capability can stem all measures of evil.
Maybe he’s a jerk and maybe even a brat too but when I actually got to see for myself the amount of hate mail Bieber must be receiving every day, I started to wonder how reliable and secure his security and body guard system is. I mean no child of the universe should be receiving such ‘criticism’ from individuals who obviously did not study the philosophy of criticism (if such a course is offered) for they engage in nothing but degradation.
You hate somebody for what they’ve taken away from you, I wouldn’t know why Bieber is hated by those he has never met. Then again, I guess not everybody will like you even if you’ve done absolutely nothing to them. And in this case not everybody is infected with the Bieber fever.
It is a defamatory artwork that our hatred journeys to altitudes that our thoughts can only dream of. I always have little to say when matters of distaste towards people are on the table, unless of course I am really not excited about your existence and your previous appalling deeds and or you have stepped in my territory with your mighty ruthless gait that then propels me to throw in a sentence or two.
Maybe Mr Bieber has also stirred up repugnance from the people who have nothing but abomination to express towards him, and to a certain extent you wouldn’t blame them. How do you tolerate a teenager who has banked more than the money you’ve seen with your naked eye? How do you live in peace with a teenager who can literally buy you and your every bit?
You’re not one of the wealthiest teenagers in the universe nor the most watched by paparazzi youngster, so maybe you can just be a little envious. The idea of you in possession of Justin’s wealth will lighten not only your worries, but it will add a few necessary required zero’s on your bank balance, and we both know how a smile and generosity is automatically yielded by those extra naughts. Otherwise Bieber wouldn’t be worthy of being a subject of disinterest in your sometimes unspoken conversations which occur when you come across his name, which at the peak of the man’s career, it’s likely to be every split second.
It is an undeniable sad truth; we walk with abhorrence on our shoulders, we house disgust in our hearts and our thoughts constantly yield death for one other. All this hate on Justin Bieber is a revelation to me that if you have what people desire, they will ultimately hate you and wish death upon you, thinking that if you die, what was yours will automatically land in their hands.
It has finally been revealed unto me; sometimes people want you to dwell in the midst of daunting, sane confiscating void so as to share and experience the same wrath as them. They are like vessels, except instead of emptiness, there is anguish and revulsion however they still make the loudest of noise.
The beliebers, the biebs those infected with the Bieber fever and drowning in bieberism (anything having to do with Justin Bieber), now these people will stand with Justin Bieber through hate tweets, backlashes about the sometimes not appropriate teenage behavior of the Bieber himself. Before you tweet anything about Justin Bieber make sure it is only good for you shall encounter a swarm of biebs in the defense of the Bieber if you choose otherwise.
I can bet you 10cents, you were not on the list of the 53th Grammy nominees, nor did FORBES magazine name you the third most POWERFUL celebrity in the WORLD. One thing that sets you apart from the ‘all around the world’ heat singer is little things, like you not having self-acclaimed critiques dissecting your every move, even if it just an innocent sneeze in public, so face it, even though it’s a hard pill of honesty to swallow, Justin Bieber is a BIG deal. Whether you love him or wish he was your son, truth be told, he is not going nowhere. If you have found association with his music, good for you. If however, you don’t find him worthy of being a subject of interest to anyone then I suggest you keep that to yourself and focus on the things you could do right in your life, for bieberism hasn’t gotten the better of you.
Justin Bieber I wish you all the best as you try to ignore the haters by embracing the love that the biebs are giving to you. You have embarked on a tough journey and I hope you have the strength to endure and sustain yourself.