The things people will say
I was at work yesterday (Doing a dance of joy, of course. Or maybe not.) and a student came to see me about a project. We were talking about living in the city and I mentioned the neighborhood where I used to live. Turns out he lives there now. Nice, so we’re trading stories about what a nice neighborhood it is to live in and he says this to me “Only thing I didn’t like about it was all the gays.”
This seemingly sweet, affable, intelligent man just said something that stopped me dead in my tracks. I know it had to show on my face, my slack-jawed surprise. If he’d dropped the c-word I would have been at the same shock-level.
It astonishes me that people still feel comfortable saying something like that to stranger. I told him that wouldn’t be a problem for me, and asked him if he understood that many, many “rehab” neighborhoods across the country are rehabbed precisely because of an influx of “the gays” (primarily men) who are the urban pioneers – willing to come into a shitty neighborhood and fix it up? Anyway, I couldn’t believe it.
Then I heard that the Impotent Little Nazi Prick at my work was in a senior-level staff meeting last week and was asked if he would be at a certain event. His reply? “I don’t know, I have to go calm my women. You know how they get hysterical.”
By “his women” he was meaning to refer to his female support staff. (All of whom hate him with a fiery passion, for good reason.)
His women?
His women?
His dreams.
Unless he’s joined some polygamist cult we don’t know about, he’s only got the one long-suffering wife who has to put up with his breath. Fuckwit.
Anyway, the things people will say – they astonish me.
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