Friday, May 16, 2014

I'm Really Tired

It is becoming a bit tiring! Everybody wants to tell me what to do. Frankly, I'm weary of it. I don't want to tell people what to do but there are times I'd like to tell them where to go!

Let me give you some samples.

It doesn't make any difference where you are or who you're with, you can't say what's on your mind. If you do you are a bigot, a legalist, a racist, or ____________ (you fill in the blank).

It seems like someone wants to tell me what I can eat or drink. If New York's mayor has his way I couldn't buy an extra large Big Gulp at 7-11. If the Connecticut governor doesn't veto it, my grandkids won't be able to get chocolate milk with their nutritionally balanced (read starchy) lunches. No, I don't have any grandkids living in Connecticut. A few years ago I was told I shouldn't drink coffee; now I'm told it is okay. I was told popcorn would clog my arteries, no one hears about that any more. I remember when I was warned that eggs would cause heart problems; now its okay to eat hen-fruit. Where will it end?

The epitome of stupidity is the idea that athletic teams have to change their names so some ethnic group isn't offended. The most recent, of course, is the war waged against the Redskins. I maintain if the Redskins have to change their name then the Cowboys do too. I'm still not sure what or whom the name Bugeaters offends but I'm certainly glad that team was renamed the Cornhuskers...although husking corn doesn't seem all that tough a job. Tiring and boring, maybe. I suppose the Broncos will need to change their name because Broncos are too wild. Maybe they could become the Shetland Ponies or something equally obtuse like the Denver Lambs. By the way, why isn't someone losing sleep over the Cleveland Indians, or the Cincinnati Reds (are they really communists?)...

Would anyone have been as upset if the owner of the Clippers had told his mistress not to bring Caucasian friends to Clippers' games? Isn't it strange that no one was concerned about Sterling's mistress. He's a married man for crying out loud. Its okay to have a mistress but not to tell her who NOT to bring to games.

I oppose racism...but not everything said about someone of a different color is racist. No one cares about who calls me a honkey or whitey or whatever.... If I disagree with Obama, I'm a racist. If I agree with Clarence Thomas I'm a bigot. You can't win the war of labels. There are white guys, and Asians, and Native-Americans I wouldn't vote for either. What does that make me? Stupid...well read on.

And what really ticks me off are those who think I'm stupid or ignorant because I disagree with their interpretation of the facts. Just last week I reacted to someone who believes in global warming. I believe in global warming--it is cyclical phenomenon that happens once in a while. I oppose the concept that human beings are the cause of global warming. Even if it is caused by greenhouse gases one small volcanic eruption spews more greenhouse gases into the atmosphere than all the humans on earth. And...bovine (cows) flatulence contributes more greenhouse gas than cars. Then I'm told that the USA is in the top 3 contributors of greenhouse gas and that means we have to eliminate coal, automobile exhaust, and return to stoneage simplicity. Oops, stoneage simplicity without cooking fires...too much smoke and carbon dioxide. Have you ever been to Bangkok? What about China? Scientists are divided on the global warming thing. I suppose that everyone who disagrees with them...or with that genius Al stupid...and possibly a racist.