Here are a few things that have made me think the past couple of days:
1) This weekend I was driving to Venice Beach to sign up to volunteer at a writing lab for kids and I stopped for a coffee. On my way out, I accidentally blocked the in-lane so this woman had to wait for me to get out before she could get in. I was trying to turn left at a busy intersection and so it forced her to hold up her lane. As we passed each other she hollered out "Moron."
I was shaken. Why would she do that? Why be so hostile? I wanted to pull back into the parking lot and go up to her and ask for her card. I wanted to tell her that apparently she is perfect and never makes mistakes so I wanted to take lessons from her. I wanted to do that but I didn't because I was afraid I might get shot.
So instead I let it bother me for the rest of the day until I realized that I was the one that needed to get out of the parking lot and by holding her up, I accomplished my goal. So clearly, I wasn't the moron and furthermore anybody who would call someone a moron just for being a few inches over the white line has some issues.
2) I heard on Good Morning America this morning that kids today are staying "pure" longer and waiting for marriage to, you know, do it. They sited Jessica Simpson (those who know me, know I have to get in some Jessica references whenever possible) as an example to these kids since she waited until she was married to Nick before they, you know, did it.
Now, I have absolutely nothing against waiting. In fact, I totally think kids today have sex way, way too early but hearing this news on top of reading the aforementioned Maureen Dowd article as well as talking to my friend Deirdre about "My Fair Brady" and how appalling the girlfriend acts it all has me wondering if young girls today realize that we are headed back to Ozzie and Harriet world? It's depressing me.
Yesterday I was in the gym and this buxom girl, yes, she was a girl probably 18-20, had a T-shirt on that said, "If only these were brains." It took everything in me not to go over to her and make a scene. I know that I should have said something, but I try to stay invisible at the gym and I didn't want to not be able to go back to my gym, which knowing me, would have happened since I force myself to go anyway. My other reaction was to just sit down and cry! What possesses a female to wear a shirt like that? And what possesses someone, male I'm sure, to make a shirt like that.
Oh, the humanity.....................
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Just got back from dinner where we discussed the Maureen Dowd article and generally got riled up by everything to do with men and marriage. One of the women at dinner said (about my never getting asked out), "You must give off the wrong vibes." Something I've said to women before myself, but all of a sudden it hit me that it's another instance of blaming the victim. What wrong vibes? Do I emit toxic poison killer rays that shrivel testicles? Do I glow with an aura that spells out "You're so stupid I can't bear to be on the same planet with you"? I don't think so! But I have to admit it shook me. I will never say that to someone again.
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