About Me

Name: Lucky1346
Biography
Loading...

Create Your Own Blog Find Other Townhall Blogs

Comments

Blog Roll

 

A Dirty Little Secret

We all keep secrets of one kind or another.  There are good secrets and bad secrets. 

The example of a good secret might be not telling your sister-in-law that she’s no longer built to wear shorts.
 

A bad secret to keep could be that you saw one of her kids stealing money out of her purse.
 
Your poor sister-in-law would be embarrassed and possibly hurt if she heard you say, “You’re too fat to wear shorts,” or “Your kid’s a thief.” 

Keeping secret #1 is probably going to be easier than secret #2 because you figure no one will get hurt if she wears shorts, but the thieving kid’s behavior could escalate and land them in jail or worse, they could get themselves shot in the commission of a burglary.  It’s a judgment call than no one likes to make.  Who wants to get on the bad side of their sister-in-law?  Your brother, her husband, might never speak to you again, and a family feud will be spawned  - like the Hatfields and the McCoys, one of the best-known family feuds in the U.S.; that feud went on for generations.
Fortunately for you and I this isn’t going to be a problem, right?  We’re not into hurting people’s feelings or policing other people’s kids.  

But what about that dirty little secret only you know about yourself, the one you would prefer that the neighbors didn’t know, that you’re a bigot.  Let's examine the following scenarios:

-    If there was only one seat left on the bus and it was next to a black person, you would find a reason to stand all the way home instead of taking that seat.

-         If your boss handed you expensive theater tickets to see “Schindler’s List” you would graciously decline them because you don’t believe six million Jews were killed in the so-called holocaust and you don’t need to some Jew-controlled Hollywood studio production to try and convince you otherwise.

-         You want your kid to play on a different baseball team because he’ll never get to play since the coach has all those other bigger black kids to put in the games.

I could go on with plenty of other examples of how you hide your prejudice and only let it out when you’re among your own kind, that is, people who feel just like you do.  You feel safe because you think that no one can tell you’re a bigot; it's not like you get an obvious rash, or a pronounced limp.   And, of course, no one knows that your heart skips a beat or two when you think one of “them” is getting what’s coming to them.  

I’ve got news for you, Bunky, you’re not kidding anybody.  I know your dirty little secret and if I get the chance I’m going to blab it all over the place.  My dirty little secret is that I’m going to enjoy turning you in and watching you squirm in front of all those other people who think you’re a good and decent person.  

Bigotry is a cancer.  It’s an ugly tumor that, instead of being excised, usually gets fostered and fomented and even encouraged to grow.  If you have this cancer, this bigotry, please get some help for yourself.  Just like you quit smoking or looking at dirty magazines when no one is home, you can become a whole human being, one worthy of being made in God’s image.

But if you think there’s nothing wrong with you just remember that you are trying to keep your bigotry a secret for a reason.  Just like a thief or a pedophile doesn’t want anyone to know what they are really like and what they'll likely do when nobody is watching you will do what you have to do to keep your dirty little secret. 


I remember the time I told a friend that I was prejudiced, that I didn't like stupid people.  Said friend called me a snob.  That bothered me for a while but then I realized that I had made a conscious decision to be offended by stupidity, and even embarrassed when it's my own. 

I'll grant you that it's a judgment call but one of the responsibilities of being a member of a society is to police one's own behavior and, if need be, the behavior of other members.  And, yes, 
it is my job to pass judgment.  Does it bother me sometimes?  Sure it does, but I didn't say it was going to be easy.  

The good news is that you can kick the bigotry habit if you want to.  You can train yourself to look at others the way you want them to see you, as a blood-and-bone human being. 

The real secret is that - except for your bigotry - you're just like everyone else.   
 
Email ItEmail It | Print ItPrint It | CommentsComments (0) | TrackbacksTrackbacks (0) | Flag as offensiveFlag as Offensive

What IS in a name?

Pretty cocky, you say, calling my new blog "The Patriot."  And you might be right except that on September 12, 2001, I made the decision to take my country more seriously.  I also decided that I would never forget the murderous acts of those 19 radical Islamist hijackers. 

So many people have forgotten that "they," the Islamo-fascists are really out to get us, to kill us (never mind that crap about converting to Islam, that's not what they want, anyway).  And then there's those other chowderheads who believe that the twin towers were brought down by our own government henchmen, and  Flight 93 that forced to crash into a field in Pennsylvania by our own U.S. jets.  Don't forget about the mystery photos of the rocket that tore up the Pentagon in Washington D.C.  

My theory about this selective forgetfulness and belief in conspiracies is that it's easier and safer to blame someone (or some thing) that you know won't hurt you, won't come knocking on your door in the middle of the night with AK-47's to roust you and your defenseless family out of a sound sleep and drag you all off to be interrogated.  If these Conspiracists really believed the crap they spew they would all be signed up for concealed carry permits and have some nice automatic weapons on order, just to protect themselves from the Big Bad American Soldier men.

The radical Islamists bragged about committing the murders on 9/11 and even their deliriously giddy video-taped confessions have not been enough to convince the Unbelievers that it wasn't the U.S. government who did this to us.  I have come to expect this anti-government rhetoric out of the U.S. Congress, so why should I expect anything different from others.

There's another reason behind my decision to call it The Patriot.  I was talking to a thirty-something the other day about the presidential debates and asked this guy which candidate appealed to him.  Not surprising that he's leaning toward a very liberal guy, whose initials are John Edwards and boy!  he wishes Al Gore would run.  My "What the hell?" moment came - incredible as it seems - when I learned he docked a candidate who over-used the phrase "9/11."  They also got black marks against them if said how much they love this country.  He said, "I'm tired of hearing it!"  I guess anyone showing their patriotism by wearing an American flag pin on their lapel is a no-goodnik, too. 

I would have expected a kid, someone in their teens or 20's to say something like that, nix the "I love America" speak, but not someone nearly forty years old.  I don't know who to fear more, people like this or the Islamo-fascists.  One would think that a someone that old would be embarrassed to admit how little they know, and what they do know they got from Bill Maher, Bruce Springsteen, Rosie O'Donnell and maybe even Jimmy-the-Despicable-Carter.  Admittedly, I've done a LOT of reading, and listening, since 9/11 because I thought it would be a good idea to know something before I opened my mouth.  I guess not everyone feels the same way about learning.  I guess not everyone believes that truth is important.

I told this guy that anyone who was too embarrassed to proclaim their love for this country isn't anyone I would ever want to see in the White House.  You've got to be a little nuts to want that job, anyway, but if you can't even cross your heart and sing along during the national anthem you'll never have my vote, my respect, or my support.  I can see myself becoming a conscientious objector if someone like that ever ended up as president of the United States.

Here's a news flash:  The more I learn the more I love this country! 
Email ItEmail It | Print ItPrint It | CommentsComments (1) | TrackbacksTrackbacks (0) | Flag as offensiveFlag as Offensive

Don't let them get away with it!

I wrote to the president a little while ago:

"Dear President Bush,
 
These evil Hezbollah b-----ds and their brother jihadists all over the world know all the right buttons to push, know just how to get the lily-livered Westerners to turn their eyes away from dead children and the old who are weeping over them. 
"Have to stop the killing!"  Let's use the old trick parents use to stop the kids from fighting.  
    "I don't care which one of you started it!  I want it to stop!"   There, now peace will return to the household.  In those scenarious, the Guilty child, the one who did start it won both wars; they got their sibling once then got them again, using the parents.  
   While the One who didn't start it lost twice.  First in the eyes of the trouble-maker and then in the eyes of the parents. 
 
    The parents lost big time, too.  Do you think the child who suffered twice will trust Mom and Dad to be on their side ever again?   
 
And as for Americans, it is only the stupid among us who cannot make the connection between what's being done to Israel and what's being done to the U.S.  and its citizens, not to mention the rest of the non-Muslim population.
 
I believe that if the U.S. backs down from its defense of Israel it will mark the beginning of the end for all of us.  And what an awful world we will leave for our children and grandchildren. 
 
It is only the simple-minded who believe in peace at any cost, and our enemies are counting on our inability to pull the trigger.
 
PLEASE DON'T LET THEM GET AWAY WITH THIS!  I know you will face more criticism about it but you have to remain strong!"
Email ItEmail It | Print ItPrint It | CommentsComments (0) | TrackbacksTrackbacks (0) | Flag as offensiveFlag as Offensive

I ALMOST gave up

There are several problems I have with getting old and none of them are the obvious ones.  

     #1  Not all women with gray hair get the respect their male counterparts do. 

     #2  Much of what I say is attributed to my age rather than the wisdom that just might have come from living longer. 

     #3  My daring has to be all Mouth because there's no way they'll let me in the Army. 

     #4  I can be distracted from deep thought by chin hairs; (note to my beloveds:  See the website  Chin Hair Exterminator.)

     #5  I feel time is running out for me to defend America and President George W. Bush, and how I'm not really a R.I.N.O. (Republican In Name Only).  This last item is the one that gets me cranked up the most.  There are plenty of people out there defending America and the President, but there don't seem to be many standing up saying, "I'M JUST AS MUCH AS REPUBLICAN AS YOU ARE!!!

Thank goodness for Christie Whitman's "It's My Party, Too!" campaign web site where those of us who disagree with other card-carrying Republicans on some of the social, moral, fiscal and foreign policy issues.   I took hope when I learned that there were other people, like me, who like Mrs. Whitman, resent being un-labeled a Republican and kicked off to the side of road because we have differing views from other Republicans. 

Splinter groups are nothing new under the sun, it's been happening since people first congregated and someone drew a line in the sand and said,

            "You're either WITH us or AGAINST us!"  And the response was,

            "Well, okay... But what if I don't agree with you on this one point?  Will I have to join the other team even though I really don't fit in there at all?"

            "Yep.  You got it.  If you want to be one of Us you'll have to subjugate your free will, keep your mouth shut and vote the way we tell you."

             "But what if I just can't do that?"

             "Then you'd better put on a warm coat because you're going out into the cold."

Well, I'm back in from the cold and I don't plan to shut up.   Welcome to the battleground, my fellow moderate Republicans. 

Wish I had the guts to get a tattoo, something like:  "Conservatives are not all Ultra."   That wasn't my best effort; I'll keep trying to think of a substantive, perky but not "in your face" tattoo, one that says - permanently, I guess - I am my own woman and you'd better realize it's better to have me on your side than not.

                                                       Go Grays!

 

Email ItEmail It | Print ItPrint It | CommentsComments (1) | TrackbacksTrackbacks (0) | Flag as offensiveFlag as Offensive
« Previous12Next »