Hubby and I were having lunch today and were discussing politics and religion. Hubby and I love eachother very much but have slightly differing views in these areas. He's a recovering Republican and Agnostic and I'm a Bleeding Heart Liberal and Atheist. Anyhow, we were chatting and laughing and debating eachother while we ate our lunch. We were having a great time when the elderly man at the table next to us said, as he was getting up to leave:
"You see, that's what's wrong with the world today. Women who have opinions and don't acknowledge that the man is always right and should make the decisions. Once women know their place again, this country will once again be great. God bless you and good luck with that uppity one. If I were you, I'd show her who was boss with a nice whuppin'".
Nice eh? And to think we didn't respond. We just sat there with our mouths open going "gaaah".
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Saturday, December 22, 2007
Thank You Hypocritical Atheists!
You'd never think you'd see that statement coming from me would you? But yes, it has and I'm digusted.
Today was the Atheist Solstice Picnic, hosted by a local Atheist Group. I'm sure some of you have seen my blurbs regarding their meetings and such. Anyhow, I woke up early this morning in order to make my AWESOME homemade Shells and Cheese (made lovingly and tastily with four types of cheese, all creamy and good and yummy and bad for you) to bring to the picnic. 30+ people were scheduled to attend so I made ALOT of food. We were excited to go meet new people and be around other likeminded individuals. It's hard finding Atheists so we always looked forward to the meetings. This would be the first time we had the opportunity to meet everyone, as we don't go to the weekly meetings because of Dante.
We got to the picnic promptly and were greeted by some new faces. As more people began to show up, we began to realize that something wasn't right. We didn't feel like part of the group. I tried initiating conversations and introducing myself and my family, but was cut off and/or interrupted by the "cliques" that had formed. One woman walked away from me in mid-sentence to say hello to another woman. Left me standing in the middle of the lawn by myself, mouth agape, and just stunned. Another woman brought her two dogs yet explicitly FORBADE my son to go near them. I explained to her that Dante was good with dogs as we have two of our own and he is very gentle and just loves kissing them. She bluntly stated that "you never know what a child will do to an animal" and walked off. Not ten seconds later, a swarm of children were playing with and petting her dogs while she just drank her wine and schmoozed with everyone else.
I then saw a woman with a baby about the same age as Dante and I approached her. We all had name tags on and I said "Hello so-and-so I'm Alessia, I see you have a little baby too! This is Dante, he's 17 months old, how old is your daughter?" She replied by grunting and walking away to go sit in her friends' circle. Ok fine. Another group of little girls and their parents were playing with a football and Dante walked over and said "Ohhh" ( his version of Hello) and waved. I said, "Maybe the little girls will share the ball and play with you Dante", to which one of the little girls said, "I don't have to share, he's not our friend". Understandably, you would think that the parent would correct the child and say something like, "We can always make new friends and share" or "Let's make friends and all play together!", but no. Instead the parents MOVED their game across the road so Dante couldn't get there. Nice.
Keep in mind people, this was the ATHEIST PICNIC. An event hosted by a group my family belongs to. A group of people who are normally shunned by the mainstream and considered Un-American, yet they treat strangers and new people like this?!?!?!
Wait. It gets better. A man had a guitar and other musical instruments, including a tambourine, maracas, and a drum. Now Dante ADORES maracas and is the chief maraca shaker at playgroup, so I asked the man if we could play his maracas. "No", he replied, "those are professional instruments! They're not toys!". Um, ok Mr. Professional Maraca player. Fuck you then. The last straw came when I asked where the beer was and was told that if I didn't bring any, there wasn't any. Excuse me? I just busted my ass cooking homemade Shells and Cheese for 30 people and I can't drink anything? We were told to bring a side and that drinks would be provided. Now, all of a sudden they're not?!?!?
Only one person was nice and he's always been nice and our friend and he was disgusted at the way we were treated. When we told him we were leaving, he said " I don't blame you".
So, Thank You Hypocritical Atheists. You, who always talk about how judgemental and rude Christians are. Who always claim to be the champions of reason and logic, and who profess to be so much more educated than those who "need an imaginary friend in the sky". Thanks for being exactly what you hate and thanks for making this Atheist family feel ostracized, unwelcome, and certainly embarassed to be associated with a buch of assholes like you.
Happy Solstice you dipshits!
***disclaimer: I'm still an Atheist. I'm just disgusted by this group of people and will no longer support or associate with them******
Today was the Atheist Solstice Picnic, hosted by a local Atheist Group. I'm sure some of you have seen my blurbs regarding their meetings and such. Anyhow, I woke up early this morning in order to make my AWESOME homemade Shells and Cheese (made lovingly and tastily with four types of cheese, all creamy and good and yummy and bad for you) to bring to the picnic. 30+ people were scheduled to attend so I made ALOT of food. We were excited to go meet new people and be around other likeminded individuals. It's hard finding Atheists so we always looked forward to the meetings. This would be the first time we had the opportunity to meet everyone, as we don't go to the weekly meetings because of Dante.
We got to the picnic promptly and were greeted by some new faces. As more people began to show up, we began to realize that something wasn't right. We didn't feel like part of the group. I tried initiating conversations and introducing myself and my family, but was cut off and/or interrupted by the "cliques" that had formed. One woman walked away from me in mid-sentence to say hello to another woman. Left me standing in the middle of the lawn by myself, mouth agape, and just stunned. Another woman brought her two dogs yet explicitly FORBADE my son to go near them. I explained to her that Dante was good with dogs as we have two of our own and he is very gentle and just loves kissing them. She bluntly stated that "you never know what a child will do to an animal" and walked off. Not ten seconds later, a swarm of children were playing with and petting her dogs while she just drank her wine and schmoozed with everyone else.
I then saw a woman with a baby about the same age as Dante and I approached her. We all had name tags on and I said "Hello so-and-so I'm Alessia, I see you have a little baby too! This is Dante, he's 17 months old, how old is your daughter?" She replied by grunting and walking away to go sit in her friends' circle. Ok fine. Another group of little girls and their parents were playing with a football and Dante walked over and said "Ohhh" ( his version of Hello) and waved. I said, "Maybe the little girls will share the ball and play with you Dante", to which one of the little girls said, "I don't have to share, he's not our friend". Understandably, you would think that the parent would correct the child and say something like, "We can always make new friends and share" or "Let's make friends and all play together!", but no. Instead the parents MOVED their game across the road so Dante couldn't get there. Nice.
Keep in mind people, this was the ATHEIST PICNIC. An event hosted by a group my family belongs to. A group of people who are normally shunned by the mainstream and considered Un-American, yet they treat strangers and new people like this?!?!?!
Wait. It gets better. A man had a guitar and other musical instruments, including a tambourine, maracas, and a drum. Now Dante ADORES maracas and is the chief maraca shaker at playgroup, so I asked the man if we could play his maracas. "No", he replied, "those are professional instruments! They're not toys!". Um, ok Mr. Professional Maraca player. Fuck you then. The last straw came when I asked where the beer was and was told that if I didn't bring any, there wasn't any. Excuse me? I just busted my ass cooking homemade Shells and Cheese for 30 people and I can't drink anything? We were told to bring a side and that drinks would be provided. Now, all of a sudden they're not?!?!?
Only one person was nice and he's always been nice and our friend and he was disgusted at the way we were treated. When we told him we were leaving, he said " I don't blame you".
So, Thank You Hypocritical Atheists. You, who always talk about how judgemental and rude Christians are. Who always claim to be the champions of reason and logic, and who profess to be so much more educated than those who "need an imaginary friend in the sky". Thanks for being exactly what you hate and thanks for making this Atheist family feel ostracized, unwelcome, and certainly embarassed to be associated with a buch of assholes like you.
Happy Solstice you dipshits!
***disclaimer: I'm still an Atheist. I'm just disgusted by this group of people and will no longer support or associate with them******
Wednesday, November 21, 2007
I'm not Racist but.....
Have you ever heard that phrase before? Have you ever noticed how the next thing to come out of the mouth of the person saying it, is usually a racist remark? Why try and mask your ignorance and bigotry with that bullshit preface? If you're racist and/or making a racist comment (which usually means you're a racist), why start off with "I'm Not a Racist". You clearly are!
For example, today at the park where I take my son everyday, there was a new mom with her child. Many of the "regulars" weren't there so I didn't hesitate to strike up a conversation with the New Mom and have our kids play. She informed me that she wasn't from the area, but liked to come to this park because it was much nicer than the ones in her neighborhood. Foolishly, I asked what was wrong with her local park. And I got "I'm Not Racist....but the park near our house is mostly blacks." Ok, so what's wrong with that, I asked. To which she replied, "No no don't get me wrong, I'm Not Racist but....they all looked like gang members and probably had guns". Seriously. I'm not making this up. I politely informed the woman that this was South Florida and the 95 year old woman crossing the street over there probably had a gun. I also said to her that just because the people in her park were black didn't mean they were gang members. Again she replied "Oh I know! I wasn't saying that to sound racist. I'm Not Racist..........but they were all playing basketball and acting all thuggish." Clearly, I wanted to bang my head on the nearest swingset, but just stared blankly and said "Oh". I had made my point and tried to enlighten her as to the *ahem* gravity of her errors, but no. She was a racist in denial, and that was that. Needless to say, when some of the other park "regulars" began showing up to play with us, I saw her skitter away with her son and leave. You see, the children and families Dante and I usually play with are black (oh no!) and I guess New Mom thought we'd start a gang and throw signs. Now that I think of it, Dante's pants were a little baggy today and his friend Rocco had baby tattoo band-aids on his knees. GANG! RUN!!!!!!!!
Another example occurred right in my back yard a few days ago as I was playing outside with Dante. My neighbor and his wife were outside and came over to the fence to say hello. Their neighbors on the other side had just moved away and I asked them if they knew if anyone had been looking at the house. Wait for it! The wife replied "Oh we saw one woman over there and We're Not Racist...........but thank god she was white!" Um, ok. Who the fuck cares what color the people are?!?!?! All I am concerned about is are they clean, quiet, and friendly? So I said to the neighbors, "What does it matter if they're black, white, green, orange, blue or purple? All that should matter is that they are nice people and good neighbors!".
So the next time you hear someone preface their sentence with "I'm Not Racist", be prepared for some ignorant, racist shit to come out of their mouths.
For example, today at the park where I take my son everyday, there was a new mom with her child. Many of the "regulars" weren't there so I didn't hesitate to strike up a conversation with the New Mom and have our kids play. She informed me that she wasn't from the area, but liked to come to this park because it was much nicer than the ones in her neighborhood. Foolishly, I asked what was wrong with her local park. And I got "I'm Not Racist....but the park near our house is mostly blacks." Ok, so what's wrong with that, I asked. To which she replied, "No no don't get me wrong, I'm Not Racist but....they all looked like gang members and probably had guns". Seriously. I'm not making this up. I politely informed the woman that this was South Florida and the 95 year old woman crossing the street over there probably had a gun. I also said to her that just because the people in her park were black didn't mean they were gang members. Again she replied "Oh I know! I wasn't saying that to sound racist. I'm Not Racist..........but they were all playing basketball and acting all thuggish." Clearly, I wanted to bang my head on the nearest swingset, but just stared blankly and said "Oh". I had made my point and tried to enlighten her as to the *ahem* gravity of her errors, but no. She was a racist in denial, and that was that. Needless to say, when some of the other park "regulars" began showing up to play with us, I saw her skitter away with her son and leave. You see, the children and families Dante and I usually play with are black (oh no!) and I guess New Mom thought we'd start a gang and throw signs. Now that I think of it, Dante's pants were a little baggy today and his friend Rocco had baby tattoo band-aids on his knees. GANG! RUN!!!!!!!!
Another example occurred right in my back yard a few days ago as I was playing outside with Dante. My neighbor and his wife were outside and came over to the fence to say hello. Their neighbors on the other side had just moved away and I asked them if they knew if anyone had been looking at the house. Wait for it! The wife replied "Oh we saw one woman over there and We're Not Racist...........but thank god she was white!" Um, ok. Who the fuck cares what color the people are?!?!?! All I am concerned about is are they clean, quiet, and friendly? So I said to the neighbors, "What does it matter if they're black, white, green, orange, blue or purple? All that should matter is that they are nice people and good neighbors!".
So the next time you hear someone preface their sentence with "I'm Not Racist", be prepared for some ignorant, racist shit to come out of their mouths.
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