Monday, August 21, 2017

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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