So, why am I not up in arms about the same things "the others" are?
Am I broken? Am I missing whatever it is I am suppose to have that allows me to give a flying fig?
I have passion. I have conviction.
Sitting back, listening to the current events -- I realized that these people have nothing better to do than seek out things to be irate about. The things that have them flailing arms has me raising eyebrows.
Valentine's Day - What has changed THAT much since the days my friends would exchange pretty pieces of paper with cute pictures and funny sayings like 'choo choo choose me' in the smoke above a smiling train? Occassionally, there may be a box of conversation hearts. Let's be honest. Who has plowed through an entire box in one sitting? I know I haven't. Even if every kid was to give a snack size piece of candy. Where does it say that the kids have to eat it all in one day? (Halloween better watch out, it's going to be next.)
One of the mothers said in a radio interview "to give a child a piece of candy means you don't love them". WHAT???? Ever? My solution: If you don't want to give candy to the classmates, don't buy it. If you choose not to give candy to your child, let them go through the tradition of trading Valentine's, but have them hand over the candy when they get home.
The same can be said with the current birth control argument - if you don't believe in birth control, don't take it. Please don't stop those from who want to take it, for whatever personal reason they have, from being able to have it covered by their health insurance.
There are more examples of my 'brokenness' but I could be here all day...
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