I used to never have trouble having an opinion. Not sure when things changed. I remember a couple of years ago someone asking me to state my position on something - and even my wife was telling me I just needed to say it - but I couldn't. And I don't know why. It wasn't even that I didn't know how I felt. I just couldn't get the words to come out. And I wonder... is that what it's like for a wife being battered by her husband, and she has the chance to turn him in... but the words won't come? Or a teenager being 'peered' into doing something they don't want to do... but the words won't come? Or the man who is constantly berated by his wife and made to feel like nothing... but..... Or the child, or the worker, or the...........
I'll tell you who I think oughtta shut the hell up. Roger Clemens and congress. I mean, I admit I'm no baseball fan, but who does Rog think he is that he thinks anybody even cares if he did steroids or not? And Congress... DOES CONGRESS HAVE NOTHING BETTER TO DO THAN INVESTIGATE FREAKING BASEBALL PLAYERS???????????????? No flipping wonder our education system is declining, and our roads are terrible, and we spend gajillions upon gajillions of dollars to keep ourselves in wars so people can keep their high and mighty jobs and we don't care about the poor or the disenfranchised or welfare of the average joe. Because of baseball?! BASEBALL!?!
I predict the next major obstacle Congress will be tackling is the bowl/playoff situation in NCAA football. Yeah, that's pretty important too (if you don't detect sarcasm please leave my blog!). You know, I actually do like college football; but for the life of me I don't know why people think it matters a hill of beans who the national champion is. And if people think a playoff is going to settle it, they're even more nuts than I think they are. The BCS hasn't helped, a +1 won't help, a four-team playoff won't help, eight-team won't... Just leave it alone and let 'em play, and let the bowl people make their money, and move on.

Sometimes I miss having a blue collar job. But I remember many a day when that really sucked too. There's really not that much difference between blue and white. Other than what you do. Memories are good though. One of my big fears is that someday I won't have them.
Yeah... I need another cup of coffee. And it sounds like winter is back. In so many different ways. The dog is snoring and it sounds appealing. If I were not a shadow... I might be somethin' else.
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There's really not that much difference between blue and white. Other than what you do
Hmmm. Not for the person doing it, perhaps, but in the eyes of others the difference can be vast. I find I am treated very differently as a child-care worker than I used to be as a librarian/researcher/Intranet Manager - a common attitude is that "if I had a brain I'd have a real job"... (although why people *want* to believe that those to whom they entrust the daily safety of their progeny are stupid and "unskilled" - to quote the latest issue of The Economist, ferheavensake - is beyond me).
It's been thought-provoking and sobering - it made me realise I used to do the same thing to some degree, sadly. (And it certainly explains the crappy pay scales!)
cheers
kel in oz
MR,
Yeah... all the good names are already taken.
Kel,
Good point about the difference between the one doing and others. Although bad attitudes can exist on both sides of the line. ;)
Thanks for the comments.
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