Moon Madness
Ever since the lunar eclipse last weekend/Monday all sorts of bizarre things have been happening. We don't necessarily believe in any of that New Age, astrology, hippy-dippy stuff. Yet, stranger things seem to be ramping up their appearance.
Just on a completed unrelated note, I weighed myself this morning and I was 193 pounds. It is insane. I am able to actually see a slight change in the mirror now.
But, on to our story...
We decided against wisdom to go out for cocktails after the Sparrow got home from work at noon yesterday. I had attempted to be motivated in the morning and had begun to clean the garage, but my heart wasn't in it and I think the work interruptions earlier in the morning had just soured things for me. So, we headed down the road to the local bar and hung out.
It was an okay time. The regular bartender there, Sarah, over-pours a bit but it is not as horrendous as the rest. If I were to compare to bartenders of the past, whereas David from Sidetrack intended to always get us fall over drunk, Richard at The Call tended to do only slight over pours knowing we'd be in the bar for hours anyway.
Eventually the Cat Lady neighbor showed up. She was with one of her many rotating men, as well as this other guy who lives there. They are all in their late 50s, aging hipsters in rock bands. They definitely have the look. That 80s, hair metal look. Though she at least claimed she did not like late 80s metal like that. It was all fine and dandy.
We even discovered that she's currently watching the 'Battlestar Galactica' reimagined series and has been getting the DVDs from the library. Uncharacteristically for me, I told her I had the entire series and would be happy to let her borrow all of them and the 'Razor' movie too. I usually don't like borrowing my stuff out, because there's a tendency to never see it again. And people don't always treat your things respectfully.
We left eventually, as did they, and she invited us to come sit out by her fire pit. She also asked for my phone number so there was that as well.
We are sitting out there. Her current lover/boyfriend had to get up early so he went to bed. And the long-haired metal guy Sean needed to go meet a friend somewhere else. This left her, myself and the Sparrow.
She begins talking about the "straight white patriarchy" and the two of us start squirming. Then she tells some story about going to Boystown in the 1990s and people thinking her and her friend were lesbian lovers, and she was "cool with that". It was a lot of this typical liberal white woman stuff where she was dog whistling to us that she "understood our plight" and was "with us". We've never discussed politics with her nor did we have any intention to.
Then she starts talking about conservatives and how she went to some Baptist church that used to be at the end of the road back when she was 11... for three days. And apparently in those three days "the patriarchy" was so horrible to her, and their practices so offensive to her, that 48 years later she still wants to rage about it. She was continually shitting on straight men.
The Sparrow had talking a little about his experience growing up in the Baptist church prior to this, and it is possible she thought this was another way to ingratiate herself with us. Who knows. But, the shitting on straight men and how evil they were just keep coming. The Sparrow started poking the bear a bit with her and eventually challenged what she was saying because he feels his own (straight) brother (the Bro-In-Law) had a worse experience in the church than he did and was more traumatized by it. She did not like that and pushed back a bit. Then when the Sparrow said that his brother was the one often sticking up for him when he was picked on for being gay (before he was out, when he was still a school kid) she seemed to be in shock. "HE spoke up for you?!"...
But that didn't last, as she just wanted to blame "the patriarchy" for everything. This is a woman who has three different guys currently living in her house. They do all the yard work. They work on her Jeep for her. No doubt they fix stuff in the house. The patriarchy is so evil, yet she has no issue when the patriarchy helps her lazy ass out. Typical woman. She's just like my sister who never misses a chance to spit on my father's name, but never turns away his money when offered. And expected him to fix every issue in her house her entire adult life when he was alive, even when it meant he was crawling on his hands and knees with a can of oxygen.
Women.
Then it happened. The moment we knew was coming. She started going into it about "the Trumpers" and how insane they all were and how every Trump voter is a "fucking Nazi". I was trying to be congenial. I've been through this before. Not only with my former friends, but even with strangers who would sit next to me at The Call during the 2016 election cycle and just immediately start trashing Trump and conservatives, assuming I thought exactly like they did.
Now here she was doing the same.
The Sparrow asked her something about policies and the economy under Trump versus Biden and basically was getting at supporting things that were helping people out, versus getting wrapped up in a cult of personality. She immediately defended Biden and said that he was doing wonderful things for the country and economy (even as we are constantly, personally feeling the hit of how bad inflation has become).
She said some other things and I stood up and said it was probably time to go to bed. Then called her out for calling us Nazis. I really don't think she understood. I could see she was hit with this wave of cognitive dissonance and we had to tell her multiple times we voted for Trump and intended to again this election. She could not compute it. Nor did she care to hear what our opinions were, which is of course a typical liberal trait. You either think EXACTLY like they do, or there is no discussion to be had.
Then she actually said when I challenged her again on calling us Nazis, and I am not kidding, "I said 'not-so-safe'!"
So she had spent all this time belittling us and talking down to us (as liberals do) and now she actually thought we were stupid enough to believe that.
I grabbed the DVDs I had brought over to her, not feeling like I could trust her to have them. Or even wanted her to. As we walked away and said good night she kept rambling on with the liberal rhetoric at us. And a while later I got a text from her, in the same condescending liberal tone, that she doesn't "judge us" for who we vote for yada yada... patriarchy... yada yada.
I am still computing what happened and will probably have more to say, but I am going to be late for my haircut if I don't wrap this up now.
Just on a completed unrelated note, I weighed myself this morning and I was 193 pounds. It is insane. I am able to actually see a slight change in the mirror now.
But, on to our story...
We decided against wisdom to go out for cocktails after the Sparrow got home from work at noon yesterday. I had attempted to be motivated in the morning and had begun to clean the garage, but my heart wasn't in it and I think the work interruptions earlier in the morning had just soured things for me. So, we headed down the road to the local bar and hung out.
It was an okay time. The regular bartender there, Sarah, over-pours a bit but it is not as horrendous as the rest. If I were to compare to bartenders of the past, whereas David from Sidetrack intended to always get us fall over drunk, Richard at The Call tended to do only slight over pours knowing we'd be in the bar for hours anyway.
Eventually the Cat Lady neighbor showed up. She was with one of her many rotating men, as well as this other guy who lives there. They are all in their late 50s, aging hipsters in rock bands. They definitely have the look. That 80s, hair metal look. Though she at least claimed she did not like late 80s metal like that. It was all fine and dandy.
We even discovered that she's currently watching the 'Battlestar Galactica' reimagined series and has been getting the DVDs from the library. Uncharacteristically for me, I told her I had the entire series and would be happy to let her borrow all of them and the 'Razor' movie too. I usually don't like borrowing my stuff out, because there's a tendency to never see it again. And people don't always treat your things respectfully.
We left eventually, as did they, and she invited us to come sit out by her fire pit. She also asked for my phone number so there was that as well.
We are sitting out there. Her current lover/boyfriend had to get up early so he went to bed. And the long-haired metal guy Sean needed to go meet a friend somewhere else. This left her, myself and the Sparrow.
She begins talking about the "straight white patriarchy" and the two of us start squirming. Then she tells some story about going to Boystown in the 1990s and people thinking her and her friend were lesbian lovers, and she was "cool with that". It was a lot of this typical liberal white woman stuff where she was dog whistling to us that she "understood our plight" and was "with us". We've never discussed politics with her nor did we have any intention to.
Then she starts talking about conservatives and how she went to some Baptist church that used to be at the end of the road back when she was 11... for three days. And apparently in those three days "the patriarchy" was so horrible to her, and their practices so offensive to her, that 48 years later she still wants to rage about it. She was continually shitting on straight men.
The Sparrow had talking a little about his experience growing up in the Baptist church prior to this, and it is possible she thought this was another way to ingratiate herself with us. Who knows. But, the shitting on straight men and how evil they were just keep coming. The Sparrow started poking the bear a bit with her and eventually challenged what she was saying because he feels his own (straight) brother (the Bro-In-Law) had a worse experience in the church than he did and was more traumatized by it. She did not like that and pushed back a bit. Then when the Sparrow said that his brother was the one often sticking up for him when he was picked on for being gay (before he was out, when he was still a school kid) she seemed to be in shock. "HE spoke up for you?!"...
But that didn't last, as she just wanted to blame "the patriarchy" for everything. This is a woman who has three different guys currently living in her house. They do all the yard work. They work on her Jeep for her. No doubt they fix stuff in the house. The patriarchy is so evil, yet she has no issue when the patriarchy helps her lazy ass out. Typical woman. She's just like my sister who never misses a chance to spit on my father's name, but never turns away his money when offered. And expected him to fix every issue in her house her entire adult life when he was alive, even when it meant he was crawling on his hands and knees with a can of oxygen.
Women.
Then it happened. The moment we knew was coming. She started going into it about "the Trumpers" and how insane they all were and how every Trump voter is a "fucking Nazi". I was trying to be congenial. I've been through this before. Not only with my former friends, but even with strangers who would sit next to me at The Call during the 2016 election cycle and just immediately start trashing Trump and conservatives, assuming I thought exactly like they did.
Now here she was doing the same.
The Sparrow asked her something about policies and the economy under Trump versus Biden and basically was getting at supporting things that were helping people out, versus getting wrapped up in a cult of personality. She immediately defended Biden and said that he was doing wonderful things for the country and economy (even as we are constantly, personally feeling the hit of how bad inflation has become).
She said some other things and I stood up and said it was probably time to go to bed. Then called her out for calling us Nazis. I really don't think she understood. I could see she was hit with this wave of cognitive dissonance and we had to tell her multiple times we voted for Trump and intended to again this election. She could not compute it. Nor did she care to hear what our opinions were, which is of course a typical liberal trait. You either think EXACTLY like they do, or there is no discussion to be had.
Then she actually said when I challenged her again on calling us Nazis, and I am not kidding, "I said 'not-so-safe'!"
So she had spent all this time belittling us and talking down to us (as liberals do) and now she actually thought we were stupid enough to believe that.
I grabbed the DVDs I had brought over to her, not feeling like I could trust her to have them. Or even wanted her to. As we walked away and said good night she kept rambling on with the liberal rhetoric at us. And a while later I got a text from her, in the same condescending liberal tone, that she doesn't "judge us" for who we vote for yada yada... patriarchy... yada yada.
I am still computing what happened and will probably have more to say, but I am going to be late for my haircut if I don't wrap this up now.