Perhaps it's anxiety about Ironflower starting kindergarten tomorrow, perhaps it's the fact that no matter how much a try, I am just not kind-hearted, but I wish I had a license to smack people upside the head. Just hard enough to jar them a bit and release my tension, of course.
Like all these so-called Christians on their anti-Muslim crusade. Don't build a community center with a mosque 2 blocks from Ground Zero! Let's burn the Koran! Muslims are bad! I mean, I understand that certain branches of Christianity are all about converting others to their religion, but is this seriously the way to go about it? And do they honestly feel that the average beer-swilling, hot dog loving, Jersey Shore watching American is going to be seduced into becoming a Muslim? Besides which, if they want to complain about fanatics and the like, why don't they clean up Christianity first? Have they not heard about the FLDS and all the 14 year old girls married to old men? Shouldn't Glenn Beck take care of his own brethren first?
I think smacking all the people in that group would probably wear me out, but if not I'd start next on the woman I saw yesterday. Now, I do honestly try really hard not to judge other parents, but since I'm also trying to be kinder and quieter and to exercise more, I'm kind of worn out. So, anyway, the woman yesterday. She had this cute little baby, 4 months old max, and she was feeding her baby food. Few 4 month olds need baby food and this one certainly didn't - she wasn't even attempting to swallow it. It was all over her and she looked absolutely miserable. The woman kept shoveling at her until the jar was empty. Why do people try to force feed their kids? Why do people give baby food before 6 months? Aren't American Academy of Pediatricians recommendations good enough?
Speaking of good enough, I stayed up too late watching Can't Buy Me Love recently. It's one of the greatest 80's teen movies NOT made by John Hughes and I still love it. But the clothes - wow. I realized just how trashy and anorexic the teen world has become while watching that movie. I mean, there were baggy clothes (as there were in the '80's) and the girls were thin, not anorexic. It amazed me how unslutty everything was. And that depresses me enough to want to smack myself upside the head. I am OLD. I really feel like the coke-fueled '80's were a more innocent time. Help.
I will also need help smacking the heads of the Jersey Shore cast, whoever decided that Thomas the Tank Engine should be priced like collectible jewelery, the creators of Dora the Explorer and of Diego as well, the jackals at Staples yesterday who nearly ran over a toddler, people who don't know how to use apostrophes, people who still think Obama is Muslim, a Kenyan citizen or both, people who don't watch Glee and/or Modern Family and everyone who likes Justin Bieber.
Ah, I feel better now.
