Because Prometheus had stolen fire from heaven, Zeus demanded Hephaestus to create a woman named Pandora who was to be sent down to Earth as punishment. Prometheus warned his brother Epimetheus not to accept any gift from Zeus because he loved to play tricks, but his brother didn't listen. He married Pandora, and with her came a box that had the instructions of never opening. One day, while Epimetheus was gone, Pandora's curiosity took hold and she opened the box which contained a jar. And from within the jar she heard voices. She opened the jar and all of the world's evils escaped, and the last to emerge was the Spirit of Hope.
One evil that i would be more than happy to squelch is judging. It seems that all people our age do now is judge one another. "Oh, she's fat," or "His shirt doesn't match his pants" or "She's SO UGLY." We are all people. None of us are perfect. Get over it. Just because you have 2,000 followers on Instagram doesn't make you better than anyone else, and i doubt one of the questions during your first job interview wont be "How many Facebook friends did you have the senior year of high school?" That girl that someone just told to meet their friend Jenny Craig is now bulimic herself because she feels the need to change how she looks to stop the insults. If someone is happy wearing a pink tutu with skinny jeans and a bright neon vest on top of a Nickleback t-shirt, let them do it. Who are you to tell them they look like crap?
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