can't we all just get along?
Alright. No crazy, crazy dreams tonight. Just one of the typical 'Ivy's dream self goes on zany adventures!'. I don't know, guys, every time I peek at my friends list I see at least one rage-inducing entry that makes me want to have a dramatic break-up with the entire human race. Seriously, Hawaii? You wanktastic jerks.
It reminds me of the long car trip to Red Lobster for my grandmother's birthday, where she expressed her humongously homophobic opinions about homosexuals being recognized in the church. Her Lutheran pastor supported it as well as most of the congregation, but my grandmother persisted in saying that it was against the Bible and therefore the guy was just doing it to get more members of the church, and ignoring the 'fact' that the Christian god doesn't approve of homosexuality. (When, in fact, the Biblical evidence of that can easily be refuted.) The worst part of that is not the homophobia of my grandmother, who is old and set in her ways and grew up in an entirely different time. (Nazi Germany, as a matter of fact.) It's that my little sister, the anti-feminist reactionary, was listening to this and nodding dutifully. PLEASE let it be an idiot teenage stage. I remember having an idiot teenage stage around freshmen to sophomore year about those issues, but I don't think it was ever as bad as that.
The worst part is that she is like a sponge for soaking up my father's anti-Democrat, anti-liberal, homophobic, sexist views...and so she has a really warped opinion on what a feminist is. Which is probably why she thinks of me as a vitriolic man-hating lesbian and refuses to listen to what I have to say.
In other news, I have purchased those Russel Stovers chocolate eggs: one with raspberry whip and one with marshmallow/caramel. Oh, Easter. Candy holidays are evil.
It reminds me of the long car trip to Red Lobster for my grandmother's birthday, where she expressed her humongously homophobic opinions about homosexuals being recognized in the church. Her Lutheran pastor supported it as well as most of the congregation, but my grandmother persisted in saying that it was against the Bible and therefore the guy was just doing it to get more members of the church, and ignoring the 'fact' that the Christian god doesn't approve of homosexuality. (When, in fact, the Biblical evidence of that can easily be refuted.) The worst part of that is not the homophobia of my grandmother, who is old and set in her ways and grew up in an entirely different time. (Nazi Germany, as a matter of fact.) It's that my little sister, the anti-feminist reactionary, was listening to this and nodding dutifully. PLEASE let it be an idiot teenage stage. I remember having an idiot teenage stage around freshmen to sophomore year about those issues, but I don't think it was ever as bad as that.
The worst part is that she is like a sponge for soaking up my father's anti-Democrat, anti-liberal, homophobic, sexist views...and so she has a really warped opinion on what a feminist is. Which is probably why she thinks of me as a vitriolic man-hating lesbian and refuses to listen to what I have to say.
In other news, I have purchased those Russel Stovers chocolate eggs: one with raspberry whip and one with marshmallow/caramel. Oh, Easter. Candy holidays are evil.