So I'm at the gazebo at school today (gazebos are designated smoking areas at WGTC) and three ignorant-as-hell hillbillies come over, already in mid-conversation and showing no signs of slowing down, which is fine with me as the gazebos are generally where any and all topics can be discussed/debated. So as they approach, the apparent ringleader of this intrepid triad is saying, "...an' thet's when I said to 'er, 'Hey, lady. I know yer a damnyankee an' I c'n prove it.' Then she ast (yes, ast) me how an' I told 'er ta spell "Yee-haw." An' ya know whut? She kuddent. So thet's when I toll her she ain't had no business teachin' anglish. I was country raised, so I don't need no damnyankee tellin' me how ta talk. They thank there so smart just a'cuz they won the war, but nuthin's changed. It's all gonna be the way it was by the time its all over."
The other two were adding their two-cents worth every now and again, agreeing with this inbred freak of nature at every turn. Okay, anyone who knows me, knows this is exactly the type of scenario I practically WILL into existence for the simple sake of reminding ignorant people just how archaic their views are, but for some reason I just kept my mouth shut. I listened, I laughed, but said nothing. I was reminded that it is ignorance such as this that keeps hate alive. These people should not be allowed to reproduce.
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Sunday, June 19, 2011
Thought of the Day
Why is it that ignorant people resort to name-calling when they have nothing constructive to say? Well, let us not just constrain ourselves to the ignorant when we should be all-inclusive: The feeble-minded, mental cripples, cerebrally challenged...you get the point. Oh, and for the record, this was not name-calling; it was categorizing.
The Code of the Gods
There is an old saying that goes, "A hit dog is going to yelp." For those of you who do not understand the meaning behind this, it quite simply means that if something is said and an individual immediately shows his or her disdain/contempt/anger, etc., it is because that individual knows (s)he is guilty of a trespass. A recent post of mine, "Et tu, Brute," was met with much disdain/contempt/anger, etc., as the "hit dog" in question made some very unsavory and unfounded comments about me simply because...I stated fact? It would seem so. On top of that, he thinly veiled threats within his neolithic musings while forgetting his closet is just as full of skeletons as mine. He did eventually remove the posts, but not all of them. He left one in some kind of Bolshevik code, the same crap (use of foreign language) that started this whole thing; the same crap that could mean only, "Look at me. I am a coward. I will make comments, but you will not know what they are, or even mean. This is how we do things in Soviet Russia. Baffle you with bullshit." Well, I am inviting you to have the testicular fortitude to step away from the bullshit. If you have something to say, then by all means say it, just say it in ENGLISH. I know you despise this country, but maybe you can stomach its chosen language long enough to make future (I'm 50/50 on that one) comments understandable to all.
Wednesday, June 15, 2011
Etiquette
People complain all the time about their telephone messenger mailboxes not working properly, and yet 95% of the time I leave a message the person will call me back (sometimes immediately) wanting to know what I wanted. Um.....DUH! I LEFT A MESSAGE! Why don't you try listening to that before calling me back and having me explain everything all over again. Well, not me, because the typical conversation along that vein goes like this: **ring** ME: Hello? OTHER PARTY: Did you call? ME: Yeah. OTHER: What did you want? ME: Did you listen to my message? OTHER: No. ME: Okay, well, when you do, call me back. **CLICK** The other person's laziness is costing everyone time, and sometimes time is a commodity that is best used sparsingly. One last point on a different topic: [Saying "Please" and "Thank you" during sex, you see, shows signs of proper coitus-y.]
Why do some feel the need to "prove their love?"
I wonder why it is that people blog or tweet or post or even say things like, "I love my boyfriend/girlfriend," or "I love my kids," or even, "Don't nobody better (<--vernacular, as this is how most say it) mess with my kids. I'll kill someone over my kids." I mean, aren't these things pretty much accepted as truths without the need to emphasize them? Is it just me, or is this grating on one's overall tolerance of the obvious? It's not me, is it? It's them. And while I'm on it, stop with the "LOL" after every sentence already. "Hi, my name's Sally lol. I have to work outside today in this 99 degree heat lol. I had a heat stroke last week lol." Am I becoming more cynical of human beings as whole as time goes by, or are people really becoming more irritating? That question shall remain rhetorical.
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