Some
people have asked me what I think of the removal of the Confederate statues. I
think it’s just ridiculous that after all the time these things have been
around it’s only now that people have suddenly decided that they’re symbols of
white supremacy and that they must, must, must get rid of them NOW!
To say
that political correctness has gotten out of hand is the understatement of the
century. I think it’s a damn shame that so many people have become so sensitive
and fragile and take so much so personally, quick to blow things way out of
proportion. I think they read too much into things a lot of the time. There are
way too many more important things to worry about than a bunch of fucking
statues that have existed for ages.
It’s a
fucking statue. Just blobs of cement. They can’t hurt you. They’re not going to
wield an ax at you when you walk by them. But sooner or later EVERYTHING is
going to be a symbol of white supremacy. The fucking dress I wear. The desk I’m
sitting at. The chair I’m sitting on. It’s just ridiculous at times and it’s
all you ever hear about these days. It’s gotten old. I say grow up, get a life,
and find something else to obsess over.
Go to
Mel’s diner instead. We did. We went after midnight when it was less crowded,
and for once the music wasn’t blaring too loud. They even played a few good
songs.
He got a
ham and cheese omelet and I got prime rib with french fries, cornbread and a
pasta salad that was surprisingly good. It was delicious and I’m still stuffed
even though I couldn’t finish it all and it’s been hours.
Later…
I was
just about to check in on Facebook with Tammy and tell her that my TMJ annoys
me most days and that my minimum weight loss goal is 10 pounds while my maximum
is 30 pounds for a new diet idea I got.
Then I
spotted her post at the top of the newsfeed. Ugh! Becky was in a serious car
accident and broke her arm in two places including her jaw. Ugh, just ugh. Last
update says she did well in surgery, so that much is good, along with the fact
that she’s young and strong and therefore I have no doubt that she’ll pull
through this shitty ordeal. Poor thing’s just going to be in a lot of pain for
a while.
I only
learned about it tonight because I don’t back scroll through the newsfeed and I
don’t usually go to people’s profiles. I see what’s on top when I check in for
messages and didn’t check in until a little while ago because I didn’t get up
till nearly 7pm.
So much
for thinking our dead loved ones have our backs. Of course, the believers will
try to justify this belief by saying that they at least didn’t let them be
killed. Yeah, but if the dead really had any influence over us they would keep
this from happening in the first place. Wake up, people!
Strangely
enough, though, there I was wishing Lisa’s plane would drop out of the sky
(before I knew she wouldn’t be able to make it down to Florida), and then Becky
gets in this accident.
If what
Sarah said is true, she was leaving work when a truck ran a red light and
caused her car to spin after it hit the driver’s side. There was a boat
attached to the truck that hit her or something like that.
So I’m
in a sad and worrisome mood right now, despite the faith I have in her. :-(
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