consequences

Consequence - the direct result of an action; usually negative.

Growing up, it never dawned on me that it’s quite honorable, even brave, to willingly accept the consequences of a wrong doing. On the other hand, I’ve never accused anyone running away from a consequence of being a coward. It’s a strange topic. At one point or another, we’ve all had to face the consequences of something we did wrong. But if given the opportunity, most of us would’ve completely avoided them all together.


Accepting the consequences of my actions was never a big deal to me. My parents raised me on the cause and effect system. If I did anything that caused them to get mad; the effect was me getting my ass whooped. It was easy to recognize when I deserved to be punished. What made it so easy was my ability to tell right from wrong. Everything was black and white to me; no middle gray area.

When you know you are doing something wrong, it’s easy to come to terms with the consequences. This is especially true when you know what the consequences are before hand. That’s how I gauge my actions. If the benefits of me getting away with something outweigh the negative aspects of me getting caught, then I just do it. Probability plays a huge role as well. If the chances of me getting caught are low enough, then I’ll damn near do anything if it benefits me directly. But if I get caught I’m not going to bitch about it.


For example, if I murder someone, I’m not going to be mad at the cops that catch me, the judge that sentences me or the prison that holds me. I’ll be pissed at myself for either committing the crime in the first place or not doing a better job of getting away with it. Don’t get me wrong, even after being proven guilty, I’ll deny that shit for as long as I can. I’m not going down without a fight.

The one thing I can’t tolerate is suffering the punishment for someone else’s actions. There is no way in hell I should have to pay for the wrong doings of someone else. I’m all about fairness and that shit just ain’t fair at all. And I know,  “Life ain’t fair.” But fuck that. Why would I pay the price for an action that will only benefit someone else?

It all boils down to taking responsibility for your actions. Most bad things that happen to you are usually your fault. You were somewhere you shouldn’t be. You were with someone you shouldn’t have been with. You were doing something you shouldn’t have been doing. You were neglecting to do something that you should’ve been doing. I can’t feel sorry for you if you caused your own suffering. That’s why I never support the “Free (any rapper locked up)” campaign. If you are willing to do the crime, then do your time.