57 sad women with no life and a drinking problem One Million Moms:
You seem to think I need you to tell me what I can and cannot do, see, read, listen to or buy. Guess what? I don’t.
JC Penney’s choice of Ellen offended you. You said she didn’t represent the values of the American people.
You thought wrong.
Now you have an issue with a comic, or more to the point, Toys R Us because they are carrying the comic. Two men got married. I guess they don’t represent the values of the American people either.
I’m going to go out on a limb and say, you’re wrong again. Two people who commit to each other, who commit to share their lives, forsaking all others…
Sounds like familiar American values to me.
I have a suggestion: if you don’t like what is on your television, change the channel. Don’t like the content of a book? Don’t read it. Don’t like the song on the radio? Change the station.
But you do not have the right to dictate what I do or what I choose to let my children do, even if, in your opinion, it’s for the “public good.”
You’ll forgive me if I roll my eyes at the utterance of that statement.
The Public Good.
Do you know what has happened in the name of “the public good”?
- Blacks were enslaved for the public good, because they were no smarter than animals and incapable of being productive members of society.
- Women weren’t allowed to work, go to school or vote because it was for the public good that they stay home, barefoot and pregnant.
- Native Americans were herded to reservations because they were savages and it was for the public good that they be isolated.
- Concentration camps in Germany were for the public good.
- Japanese internment camps were for the public good.
You are free to pray for my soul. Go ahead and find Bible passages that prove I’m a heathen and that I’m going to hell. Lament sadly that I just won’t accept the truth. Knock yourself out. But do it quietly. I don’t want to hear this nonsense. I do not need you to police my life. I’m more than capable of that, myself. And obviously, I’m also capable of calling you on your crap, something I will continue to do for as long as you are determined to sling it.
One Annoyed Mom
(You see, I don’t need to claim 999,999 other Moms to stand up to you.)