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Tuesday, July 17, 2001 |
Enough already! I didn’t steal the damn poem! I wrote it as I was still smoldering over my encounter with the drunken leprechaun. And another thing, I note the author with every quote I put on this thing so why would I break the respect chain for stupid angry poetry? (Any of you that take poetry seriously, I apologize. The stupid poem itself was a shot at his overall Irishness not an attempt on my part to branch out) I owe the people that didn’t have ringside seats to the 2-hour argument a little explanation. The entire conflict can be boiled down to alcohol and intolerance. There are not many stages of intoxication that I have not seen or that I cannot deal with. I do however have a huge problem walking past a steaming pile of ignorance. This was the case last Saturday night when I found myself in the middle of an argument that would still be making me mad three days later. One of the most level headed and funny people I know turned into a raving lunatic before my very eyes. The ignorance of his argument had me grinding my teeth to the point that a trip to the dentist is in order. The way he was randomly passing judgment on people I care about had me flash fantasizing about punching his throat. You can only tell yourself “it’s just the alcohol talking” so many times before you start to wonder if that’s what this person really thinks. I know changing someone’s mind in that situation is almost impossible but I was waiting for the punch line. In the end when we all start looking down on people that chose to live lives different from our own, watch out for the giant balding fat guys with bats.
12:00:00 AM
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