Archive for December, 2010

Yes, Let’s Hand Over MORE Rights

I swear, Americans need to get a license to have children. Parents’ apathy and inability to parent continues to be the center of handing over more and more rights. Listen, people, no is a word. You can use it in a variety of ways:

  • Say no to the fifteenth shot when you’re already near-blackout.
  • Say no to your child who wants to eat their twentieth Happy Meal of the week.
  • Say no when your child wants a special meal prepared, outside of the meal the rest of the family’s eating.
  • Say no when he wants you to have sex and you don’t really like him. Or know his name.
  • Say no to going home with some dude you just met.
  • Say no to your child when you’re walking though the toy aisle at Walmart.
  • Say no to super-sizing your value meal.
  • Say no to giving up our rights just to avoid saying no.

I know it’s cliche, but it is as easy as just saying no. So do it. Stop being a lazy-ass parent. Stop handing over OUR rights because YOU’RE an incompetent parent.

Look, part of parenting and life is saying no. Clearly you don’t know how. But that’s not our problem. We like our rights and freedoms. If you want to be controlled and have everything else around you controlled, move. There are lots of countries with no rights who would be happy to have you. And we won’t miss you.

(This is in reference to this article. Where a mom’s inability to say no is coupled with the other poison spreading rampantly around America: greed. Stop suing, you greedy assholes! But I’ll save that for another rant.)

Love and Other Drugs

Semi-spoiler alert!

I saw Love and Other Drugs this weekend. I hadn’t seen previews and didn’t know what it was about. I was in the mood to see a movie, and that’s the one I picked. I always go to a local theatre. Their late showings are for either 18 and older or 21 and older, which is nice. I’m way over parents bringing their inappropriately young children to inappropriately mature movies. Come on. And after I got to this one I heard it was “sexy.”

However, the “sexy” didn’t bother me at all. For some reason sex scenes don’t make me uncomfortable. Well, maybe if my parents were in the room. But otherwise? I know it’s fake so it doesn’t seem awkward to me.

The thing that irritated me was the premise of the story. The two got into a relationship casually. And then fell in love. I’d like all the ladies (and guys) out there who have ever gotten into a platonic sexual relationship to speak up on whether you fell in love and lasted forever. I don’t know one single person. Romanticizing casual sex irritates me. And so many movies do it. Listen, girls, if he were interested, he would have been interested to begin with. If he wasn’t, he never will be.

Plus the dude character was way too selfish to commit his life to taking care of someone sick. He’ll be out when she starts to get more sick.

All in all, I give the movie a C. I liked the connection the characters seemed to have, and liked their relationship when it was casual. But once it got “serious” it was forced, unhappy, awkward, etc. Plus, the chairs in the theater felt like office chairs. And it was really cold. So that could have contributed. At most it was a low B.

“Calls Themselves Westboro Baptist Church”

I heard the most genius thing on the radio the other day… This guy who gives news briefs and traffic reports (and I love him, by the way, I don’t even know his name) commented on how the Phelps family DIDN’T protest in Goddard and Marion as expected (over the same weekend as Elizabeth Edwards’ funeral). And he said, “The Phelps family, who calls themselves Westboro Baptist Church.”

Yes! Why didn’t I think of that? I’ve read in several places that they’ve lost their tax exemption and their affiliation as a church. Everyone needs to start calling them “the group formerly known as Westboro.” Then slowly degrade on the things that makes them even crazier to the media and people outside of Kansas.

In Kansas we know they aren’t really a church. But non-Kansans often believe this is how we do church in Kansas. News flash: It’s not. And if they are no longer affiliated with a church backing, then maybe their craziness will start to lose steam. I mean, they’ll still be crazy, but instead of being a “church,” they’ll just be a loony toon family. And somehow it seems like that will make them have less of an impact on anything else abroad.

So, for all you out there wondering:

The Phelps family is NOT A CHURCH. They used to be Westboro. Focus on USED TO.

And as I’ve always said, the best thing to do is ignore them. Don’t counter-protest them. Illogical people don’t see logic. Their illogical thought is logical to them. You can’t talk to the stubborn. They’re all of these things. And all they’re trying to do is get a reaction out of you. Give them a reaction and they’re reinforced. Ignore them and they lose their steam. Will they stop? Who knows. They definitely protest less in Topeka because Topekans ignore them. Way to go, Topeka! And the Patriot Guard Riders don’t acknowledge them directly. Instead, they drown out their protests with their motorcycle engines and hide them from sight with American flags. They don’t speak to the group, don’t show emotion, and in fact, also don’t speak at all during the funerals.

Carry on.

Editor’s Note: Here’s the link to the denial of tax exemption I was referring to, along with all of the appeals. As far as I know, they’ve never been re-approved as a church. This is referencing a truck, but I believe they have or slowly are losing all tax exemption.