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Ticked ChickJeriCurl2K@aol.com writes: Sure, we all make fun of people at one time or an other, you are just a pig! Ain't it great when folks come out swinging? Most e-mail, even the kind we get, starts out with a more sober tone, and a lot of time gets wasted taking people seriously, even giving them the benefit of the doubt, until they say something that proves, beyond any doubt, that they're merely having a tantrum. You go, girl! You come off as the most misoginistic freak that ever walked the face of the earth. You're forgetting Ted Bundy. And maybe Kenneth Bianchi. Of course, let's not forget whatever fellow it was who sawed you through the crack of his ass and left you all smelly and bitter. I was truly offended by your remark that most women are "impotent, spineless, and manipulative." If you were doing something more useful, like baking something for your man, you wouldn't have time to be offended. And while we're at it ...
Sweetie, we weren't being serious when we made that remark - it was a joke, Earth humor - but you're giving us second thoughts. Honestly, people like you are the scum of the earth. There you go again, flattering us when there are people who've really worked to earn that title. It really isn't fair to PeeWee Herman, Mike Tyson, Hugh Grant, Jimmy Swaggart, Eddie Murphy, Marv Albert, Bill Clinton, and all the fellows who've truly earned that kind of affectionate monicker. By today's standards, you have to pull your pickle out of a crying girl before you can be called "scum of the earth" - and even then, you're not as bad as some. Grow a heart ... I'd rather keep the parts of my brain that are evidently mulched to fertilize compassion. ... and try looking beyond the aesthetics or lack there of in the people around you ... But they're so damned ugly. Go back to your J Crew catalog ... I must admit, I do peruse J. Crew - it shows me what the people whose IQs hover around room temperature are wearing. You can then dismiss anyone in a duck-hair sweater as an utter waste of genomes. Beats making conversation. ... you might be able to buy yourself a soul. Oh, no. A whole different, and evidently much larger, section of the brain has to trade in for one of those, not to mention the distasteful things you have to do for the preacher, who's seen many a crying girl in his tenure, and all the cash you have to shell out for the privilege. Guess we'll go on making wisecracks and letting folks like you have all the heart and soul for the rest of us. We'll take the Internet, you stay in the kitchen, and everything will be just dandy. But she hasn't gone away just yet ... JeriCurl2K@aol.com writes: I have a very well-developed sense of humor, I'm not easily offended, and I find humor in bizarre places just as you claim to. These are the things that people like to say, even to think, about themselves - it's easy enough to claim to be thick-skinned and to have an off-beat sense of humor, and it's really fashionable to have those qualities - but you've just rubbed against a touchstone and found yourself to be pyrite. It's like this guy I knew - let's call him "Fred Peterson" ('cos that's his name). Fred claimed to be tolerant of alternative lifestyles, as any sophisticated person of the present age should be. So one night at this party, these two guys start getting a little too friendly on the dance floor, and Fred goes white. I ask him what's up, and he just stammers. Then he drops his drink and bolts out the back door. The next day on campus, he's like "yeah, I'm cool with the gay thing. I just must have ate some bad sushi or something. So I tell you now as I told Fred then ... ... "yeah, whatever." More importantly, making incredibly demeaning remarks toward all women in general is just rude. So if the same comments were made just about some women in specific, it would be polite? Well then, we take it back. We weren't taling about all chicks. Just chicks like you. And while I was wrong in resorting to name-calling I was seeing red that any man could possibly post such hurtful remarks. People who look at the world through rose-colored glasses tend to see red a lot. I find your website distasteful. And yet, you came back. What does that say about you? | ||
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