I Think I Need To Go To My Happy Place

Okay, okay. I really tried to squelch this because I hate feeding into the idiocy that has become American Politics; People who treat other people like they are stupid and uninformed if they don't choose the "popular" candidate. Mainstream media spending more time on styles and "populism" than on the facts. Nearly every public figure at every turn doing the very thing I couldn't wait to grow up and be away from. The very behaviors I try so hard to keep my own children from doing, having.

When I was about 8 or 9 years old there were some rotten neighbor kids at the end of our street. There was an older boy, and a girl my age. And they were just mean. They said horrible, hateful things (many of which were things we'd never heard before) and basically hated us for existing. I'm not sure what triggered it, what inspired it, or what perpetuated it. But it was real and it was ridiculous.

So one lovely summer day, we were around the block from my house, climbing some trees and picking mulberries. And our friends showed up on the scene.

I don't remember the specifics, perhaps they wanted to pick mulberries and felt we were in the way, maybe they were just riding by---I really don't remember. However, I do remember my older sister, after having a go at yelling our own brand of hateful things, "Well at least I don't smell like a septic tank!" said, "Let's go." We started to leave, and the big dumb galoot boy (and I'm not exaggerating at all with big or dumb or galoot) hurled a rock at my sister. It nailed her face and she immediately started to bleed.

This was the sister who I could have punched into oblivion myself only 20 minutes before. I could have called her every name from every book I'd ever read. She infuriated me to no end most days.

But she was my sister.

And you don't mess with my sister.

I saw the blood on her face. We were horrified that they could be so awful. I was enraged. I wanted to tear down the street and beat the ever-living missouri snot out of their worthless hind ends. But I knew I was just one girl. Who couldn't really run all that well. Who got picked up by the scruff of her neck more than one time when she'd tried to beat up older siblings. So I did the next best thing and I screamed as long and as loud as I could,

"I HOPE YOU GO TO JAIL!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Even as the words left my mouth, I wished they hadn't. Give me a break Lil' Nobody, what 9 and 12 year old kids are going to go to jail for throwing a rock? Really? Is that the best you can do? I had wanted to say HELL but I knew, I couldn't be culpable for any crime. I had to be clean as a whistle when this case came before the judge and jury. I couldn't risk them saying, "Oh yeah, well Fatlip said 'hell'." No sir, I stayed safe with jail. Stupid, stupid jail.

I still remember the fury. I still remember my mind racing with the perfect payback. I wanted what I said, what I did to stay with them forever. I wanted them to suffer from the sorrow of what they had done. And my words would make that happen.

I still remember the absolute and complete impotence of my words. I remember feeling how pathetic they were the moment they left my mouth.

Why this story you ask?

These emotions are somewhat similar to how I feel right now about 2 things. The so called "bailout" which is really just a stupid, simple word for, "this is not a democracy, screw you middle class tax-payer, let's have another drink Wall Street Lobbyist!"

And politics.

There are a dozen things that could set me off, but here's the one of which I'm going to write.

I have heard the Republican party's views described as dangerous and small-minded. They are close-minded and oppressive. And one of those reasons, BIG reasons, is because of their view on gay marriage. Here's where you might think I'm going to express my opinion on gay marriage.

I'm not.

I'm going to point out that many, many, MANY people will use gay marriage as a reason they can't, won't, could never vote Republican. Maybe they will even pad it with other hot button topics "a woman's right to choose" or "change from the way things have been" or even, but I doubt it, "The Democrat's plan to turn around this disaster of an economy."

So to those people, here is what I want to know.

How come I've seen and read and heard in at least 12 places, reference to "Joe Six-Pack" (an admittedly ridiculous phrase) and/or reference to Palin winking but not ONE SINGLE SOLITARY REFERENCE to the fact that BIDEN and OBAMA DO NOT SUPPORT GAY MARRIAGE!?!?!?!?!!?

Joe Biden said it outright in the debate. The fact that I didn't hear it or read it referred to (in my limited exposure--but enough to hear all the Palin "flaws" dozens of times each) after the debate, tells me that one of two things is happening here:
1. Good ol' JB lied, and everyone knows it, and nobody cares.
2. It doesn't really matter what the candidates on this ticket say, or do, it's cool to vote Democrat and the simple facts aren't going to change that.

I wonder.

And to the fetchers who are getting tax payer money instead of having to deal with your own consequences like the rest of the world:

I HOPE YOU GO TO JAIL!!!!!!!!!

But not hell. Because nice mommy bloggers don't say stuff like that.