(this photo find is what we call "the perfect storm." Via Pinterest)
Oh Facebook, how I love thee. You bring so much joy and entertainment to my life. You are really no more than a proverbial assembly where proverbial philosophists spew their proverbial ideologies, but damn girl, you a good time!
If there is something to be said, it's gonna be said right there on your favorite iPhone app. I'm sure Facebook will soon replace Google as the main source of online knowledge (help us all) and unlike it's unwanted unloved redheaded step-sister, Myspace, Facebook seems to be sticking around for a while.
My favorite is when people threaten to delete you off their Facebook account. Well alrighty then you valiant soldier, march off into your kitchen, grab you some chicken taquitos and come back ready to put those almighty deleting fingers to use. Such power you hold.
I however won't delete you off my Facebook or get my panties in a bind because you think differently than me. For one, I incredibly DGAF, and two, Facebook isn't exactly a meeting place of scholars. Which is funny how so many people treat it as such. It's a smorgasbord of frivolous, sundry opinions.
And if you delete me from your Facebook, I promise I won't even notice, so you go with your bad self.
Moving on from Facebook, (but not really), the newest coolest status update is whether you are in yay or nay of a certain potential Presidential candidate's choice words when it comes to a woman's anatomical parts.
Particularly, Donald Trump's exact words of, "...you can grab women by the pussy." (No need to bleep out words here, we are all adults, yes?) It's all over the internets so google if you must, but it has caused an insane outrage and firestorm of OMG WTF BURN HIM TO THE GROUND and such other cupcake-y type proclamations.
As is customary with those who partake in Facebook, my opinion isn't one you will need to question. I make it clear which way I drive. And in this particular instance, my "friends" also give some pretty clear direction in which way they drive. Some agree, some vehemently disagree, some disagree to the point where they, you guessed it! delete me off their royal highness friends list. (kbye)
But for right now, I'm talking solely about the Trump feline debacle, and how I just don't think it's such a huge deal. (I also don't get insanely overly offended either, but I'm sure those things are totally not connected in any way.)
Of course, I get many people who disagree (that's ok!) and many who agree (hugsies) but I keep getting the same arguments over and over from the disagree-ers. If I may, I'd like to humbly debunk those arguments now.
Let's go over the most popular arguments in regards to the kitty statement:
- Would you ever want your boys to talk like that?
I have to file this one away under "most idiotic question ever" because IF a mother ever answered that with - why yes! I sure do hope one day my precious little boys talk mockery and degrade women in my presence - then those women didn't deserve to have ever procreated in the first place, so they don't count.
But, since so many still ask such a birdbrained question (over and over and over again), I shall lower myself to an answer:
Of course not.
And that's it. That's the only answer you get.
(I try not to reward foolishness with even more prolonged foolishness.)
- Ok, so you don't want it for them, but what if you ever caught them saying it? Wouldn't you be appalled?
I won't catch them saying it. Boys/men don't say that stuff in front of their mothers. They say it in front of their peers, in (and I hate to be cliche here, but cliches are cliches for a reason) crude locker room talk. I highly doubt Trump talks that way in front of his mother.
But ok, for flapadoodles sake, I'll answer the question: If I ever heard those words uttered from my son's mouth, I would smack it and then wash it out with soap. Maybe even with a feminine hygiene douche because you know, irony. And lessons.
If that ever does happen, I promise to come here and tell you all about it. However, I wouldn't hold the breath you so quickly breath out to judge the universe.
And as a daughter myself? I know I have done some things that would appall my parents if they ever heard/saw me do it. I'm just glad I didn't get recorded doing/saying such things. But yes, we know...all you finger pointers are perfect and faultless and never ever said or did anything out of turn.
Let us not skip over the fact however that Trump never actually DID grab a woman by the pussy. He never did it. He talked about it, in what he thought was a private conversation, but he never did it. So why the outrage? Have you never, ever, like evernever talked about doing something immoral or illegal? I for one have talked at great length about violently killing people (child molesters, mainly) but have I ever done it? Does thinking it, saying it, make me a murderer? Just like purely talking about something that could be a sexual assault does not make that person guilty of actual sexual assault.
Let's also just get this out there, since the most obvious of things somehow still need to be said: If Trump ever did, or ever does, walk up to a woman and grab her coot coot, then he absolutely needs to be jailed and convicted of a sexual assault. In this day and age justice system, he probably would never see the inside of a jail cell (thanks liberals for going to bat for all the sexual predators and fighting in vain for them and their "right" to be rehabilitated) but at the very least, he should be lynched and mobbed and beaten up and grabbed vehemently in his own purrrr. There is absolutely no excuse whatsoever for a man to treat a woman that way. IF that ever happened, there is zero possibility that he would be still be running for President. He would (hopefully) have slim-to-none supporters and he wouldn't even be a blip on the radar in the political eye.
And yet still, back to the point at hand, he didn't actually do it. He talked about it (over a decade ago) during normal, crude, boorish guy talk. He got recorded without his knowing. God forbid that never happens to you.
- Not all guys talk like that. And if you have men in your life that talk that way, you need to find better men.
Fair enough, I suppose. Can't really argue that point, however, a lot do. A great amount of men do talk that way. And a great amount of those men still end up being great, loving, responsible husbands, fathers and contributors to society.
(I also suppose now wouldn't be a good time to bring up the lot of women that also talk profanely, that call men disparaging names and giggle to their girlfriends about wanting to do damage to their anatomical regions - nope, I'm sure most every single woman on this planet has never talked that way before in private. So saintly you are.) But! If you have or ever have had women like that in your life...
The bottom line is this: Trump is egotistical, immature, pompous, overly-sensitive, self-absorbed and at times can be, yes, a whiny little pussy. I never said I wanted to reproduce with the man, for criminy's sake (although I do have a thing for much older men...rarw Billy Bob Thornton) but even after all those negative traits he possesses, I still think he would do better being President. Hey, our choices are pretty slim pickins, if you haven't noticed. (And being totally honest, I really do like a lot of his policies and plans for our country, but that is another post for another day.)
My main point of this time-honored opinionated post is not "can we all just get along," rather, "can we all just please stop being whiny little pussies?" (Trump, I'm looking at you.)
And if you haven't had enough kitty talk (is that even possible?) then you can check out a fun little light-hearted post about all things feline right here. (Warning: not for the overly-offended pussy.)