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As some of you may remember, I had a heated discussion about a week ago with my cousin (who is female) over the fact that the Senate Republicans all voted against pay equality for women. Rather than being indignant and offended that she, as a woman, was being discriminated against while the Republicans sat back and enabled it, she was actually PROUD that the Republicans were voting, and I quote, "to keep government the hell out of our business." That argument ended the way MOST arguments with right-wingers end (especially when they can't defend their own illogical beliefs), with her telling me, "I'm done listening to your ranting."
Well, tonight she made another post on her Facebook page. Apparently her "pet issue" is human trafficking and women/girls being brought to this country to be sold into slavery and/or the sex trade. She posted an article from the Dayton Daily News about how a bipartisan bill to end human trafficking in Ohio might be coming up for a vote in the Ohio Senate next week. So I, being the natural instigator and unrepentant smartass that I am, made the following reply: "Naturally, you're hoping this bill goes down in flames. Wouldn't want that pesky government interfering in our business, would we?"
This was her reply to me: "Stop being such an @$$."
Not only did that reply make me laugh out loud, but anyone who knows me well knows that I actually take pride in being an asshole to certain people. I was so proud that I had driven her to that point that I made it my new Facebook status (and told her I was going to do it, too). So if you're my friend on Facebook, you'll see that my status is, "_______ is being an ass." Plus, I don't really like this particular cousin all that much (and never have, even going back to when I was a little kid--my instincts about people are almost never wrong). That entire side of the family, for that matter. And when my wife asked me why I keep antagonizing them, I told her that I simply WON'T REST until I'm unfriended by that entire side of the family.
Somehow, that side of the family (my Mom's side) is a bunch of right-wing religious nuts (how they got that way, I have no idea, because they are about the most f'ed up group you've ever seen in your life--yeah, the aunt who has been divorced three times, and has a child from a man she had a one-night stand with is now a Jesus freak, and her hellraiser kids who all but one, at one time or another, have all had issues with drugs, infidelity, you name it, are too). After my grandparents died, they fought over every little thing, and they even set up little scams to try to get more money than they were entitled to, which was what caused the rift with my Mom, the only sane and honest person on that side of the family, and ironically, now the only one who's not a Bible-basher. But they all live out of State, and I probably will never see any of them again, which is perfectly fine with me. On the other side of that coin, my Dad's side of the family, who I see at Thanksgiving every year (all of them) are SOOOOOO much better. They follow the family tradition of being staunch Democrats, and when the dinner conversation turns to politics, it's the only family gathering I attend where I don't cringe at the idea of some right-wing asshole spewing hatred at the dinner table (my wife's family are all hardcore right-wingers, and none are capable of having a civil conversation about political issues). It actually struck me how refreshing it was to have a political conversation amongst a large gathering of people where nobody got angry and started becoming borderline violent. What a lovely change. Now I'm sad that it only happens once a year.
Anyway, back to the matter at hand, now I wish I'd actually written out my ENTIRE thought on the subject, which would have been something along the lines of, "You're upset about the victimization of women, but only to a certain point. You want the government to step in and save them from being slaves or prostitutes, but to butt the hell out of their business if they want equal pay."
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