Tiger Woods Beat

Tiger Woods is a poor role model, particularly for kids. (If you are an adult you should be fully conversant in the do's and don’ts of life, and if you haven’t figured it out by now, I can’t help you.)

I have a problem with all the comments I’ve read on this situation and I felt compelled to write about it. My problem is the constant use of the word "perfect", meaning "none of us are perfect", "no one is perfect" and the most common, "give him a break, he is not perfect" followed by "he's still a good role model for his sport". What?

Why do people keep pointing out that Tiger is not perfect? If I don't murder anyone, am I considered perfect and therefore a good role model? No. Do we say about murderers, "Hey, man, nobody's perfect." Yeah, I didn't think so. Since when is refraining from cheating on your spouse equated with perfection? Are all faithful spouses perfect? No. Okay, so now that most of us agree on the “no one is perfect” statement then why do I keep hearing it used as the excuse, “Give the guy a break. No one is perfect” for Tiger's infidelity(-ies)? To me that sounds like: “not faithful”= “not perfect” and “faithful”=“perfect”, therefore, everyone who is married is not faithful because we know that “no one is perfect”. Well, we sure know that's not true.

There are many brilliant individuals who would be good role models in their field of expertise who have also beaten, molested and even killed. So, are they still good role models if they’ve committed any of those acts? For adults, we can differentiate, but kids? It's like you are telling them, it’s okay for Mike Vick to have dogs fight to the death because he is a superior athlete, and that makes him a good role model. No, that just doesn’t cut it for me. I guess my standards are just a bit higher for my role models because being faithful is one of them. You know, don’t physically, psychologically or sexually abuse me, don’t murder me, don’t lie to me, don’t cheat on me. Understand, though, that if you don’t do those crappy things, I still know full well that you are not perfect.

If Tiger beat his wife, would you take him off your list of good role models? Would he still be a role model to his supporters? Would you want your kid to emulate him? And what exactly is the cut off for going from “a good role model” to “not a good role model”? Where do we draw the line? Surely, I would think cheating on ones wife would be way up there in the “not a good role model” category.

If you are going to be on my list of good role models, you should be one in all areas of your life. That’s not asking for perfection. That’s asking for your best, which is completely different.

PC, WIMPS, PASSIVE AGGRESSIVES

Calling all you passive aggressive, PC, wimps!!!!

Get some balls, will you?

Say what you are thinking at the risk of....oh my....pissing someone off. Don't worry, the rest of us will get over it. If I say something that upsets you? TELL ME! Don't act cool about it and then seethe inside, or even worse, tell everyone else how I pissed you off.

Because, I'm telling you right now, if you piss me off, you will know it. If I don't agree with something, I will tell you. I have opinions and I am not afraid to express them. Yes, there are ways of stating opinions without being a complete jack*ss, but I'd rather someone be a jack*ss and tell me the truth than act like all is fine when it really isn't.

We can work through the way something is said and come to a resolution, but if I don't know I'm pissing you off, then you will have no recourse, will you? I will not respect you because for one thing, I can tell when you are holding it in!! I know when I've pissed you off, so just let it out! I am waiting for it!*

This is an epidemic of massive proportions and I just can't stand it anymore. Everyone is so afraid of upsetting someone, offending someone, not being liked, not being accepted. Everyone wants to be so damn agreeable all the time. It's disgusting.

I could speak on this subject until the cows come home, but I need to get back to paying the bills. I'm sure I will be revisiting this in the future.

*I guess if I weren't so passive (minus the aggressive) I would yell to your face.

Speech! Speech!

I am here today to honor that most infamous member of the family unit. Some of you may have extensive experience with this particular family member. Others of you may have never had the pleasure of such loving relations. Some of you might even BE this family member. I am here today to give praise to the bossy, know-it-all, older sibling.

This is someone who, quite possibly, may have rubbed you the wrong way very very recently, thereby inadvertently sealing his/her fate as the honoree of your latest speech for which you were just struggling to find a suitable topic.

I’m not talking older sibling, as in a couple years older. I’m talking several years older. Perhaps as much as a decade and a year older. The kind of sibling that is old enough to hold your newly delivered infant body in their arms without your parents worrying about him or her dropping you on your head, although I wouldn’t put it past this older sibling.

This is the sibling that somehow blamed you, the innocent younger sibling for their nonexistent high school social life because they always had to baby sit you. The sibling who you were supposed to look up to and want to emulate, but did such a great job of torturing you day in and day out, all the while portraying themselves as the angelic, caring, protective older sibling to your parents, that they suffered not from having an adoring younger sibling such as yourself as their ever present shadow.

This sibling relished in bossing you around and calling you by all three of your given names at once, as if practicing to one day take your parent’s place as authority over your entire life. You know the one that knows everything and has the confidence and fortitude to chastise you in public in order to teach you a lesson. So much so that they carry this self appointed position as your very own Emily Post right on into your adulthood.

Cheers to you, bossy, older sibling. If it weren’t for you, we younger siblings of the world would probably be a little more well adjusted, a little more trusting of our fellow man, and all around happier people.

why?

There is a a lot of "why" in the world isn't there?

Eco This, Buddy.

What's going on in my head today? Well, it might be my slack attitude toward work. It might be that I'm stuck in a rut. It might be that I sit too much. It might be my disgust with the followers of the world with their PC ways. It might be I'm sick of those same followers whining about greening up the earth. Yeah. We'll go with the greening of the earth for now.


I'm sick of hearing it. I'm sick of the "green" movement. I'm sick and tired of being preached at from all angles about the environment and my f'ing carbon footprint. I'm sick of the little insignificant humans thinking that we can make a difference in the future of this ball of dirt we're on. The earth has been around a lot longer than we have and I'm pretty sure it's going to be here long after we've been wiped off it's face like the crumbs that we are. How arrogant of humans to think we can "Save The Earth". Are you kidding me with this? Do we really think we have that much of an impact on something so much bigger than us? The earth is on its path and there is nothing we can do to stop it. The universe has a way of balancing itself out, and part of that is the extinction of certain species with the evolution of new ones. And besides. Who said the earth was supposed to last forever anyway?

My personal belief is that we are put here to explore and use every natural resource available to us. To gain as much knowledge of the workings of this snowglobe we're floating around in until our eyes bleed. But, realistically, our race isn't supposed to last forever. It just can't. Why, because we are humans, we have the all-knowing power to save ourselves from becoming extinct unlike the pea-brained plants and animals? More arrogance.

I don't think we're supposed to conserve energy. Find better ways to use our natural resources is what we should be doing. I'm all for recycling. And no, you shouldn't be polluting your neighbors property. No, please don't poison our water and soil so we all end up with some form of cancer. But, what do you want people? To go back and live in caves? Cause that's what's coming next if we keep up with all this hollier than thou eco-friendly, "do with less" fervor. What's wrong with wanting to live in air conditioning and use a dishwasher? You want to be eco-friendly? Stop having kids! There's a drain on our natural resources right there. Humans!

This is becoming a new religion, this eco-friendly "Save The Planet" movement. It really is. And we all know how badly that ends.

Being Different

When I was growing up, all I ever wanted was to stand out. I didn't want to look like anyone else and I thought others were like that, too. I realize now how my friends wanted so badly to look just like everyone else. To fit in. I didn't look at the popular kids and wish I could be a part of their world. I guess I didn't want to fit in. I wonder why that is?

Of course, I wanted to be accepted, but for who I was, not for wearing the exact same sweater as hundreds of other girls walking down the halls. I did feel like an outsider, but to me, that was a good feeling. I'm sitting here right now wondering if this still holds true today in my adult life. You can't see, but I'm nodding my head, yes. I think I do still feel the same way. And you know what? I think the folks who wanted to fit in and look just like everyone else still feel the same way, too.

What made me think about this today? Interestingly, it was jewelry commercials. They advertise one design and millions of women will go out and buy that piece of jewelry, knowing full well that just around the corner someone else is wearing the exact same thing. And they are okay with that.

Me? I am okay with that too, for them, not for myself. I will take the one of a kind piece. And hopefully we will all accept each other for it.

No Response

I can't believe you didn't even fight for us. Friends for 25 years and that's all I get. Two months after I sent that email you drunk dial me from 3000 miles away just to rub it in? Grow up.