I'm not sure I'm in enough of a frothing rage
about anything. But it was pointed out that I haven't ranted for a bit and that
is simply not good enough!
There is something that's been sort of nagging at
me a bit. Mostly because at a low level it combines almost all my peeves. It's
all about perception.
I can't say I HATE labels, I use them often
enough I can't really be that against them. But I hate labels as a hate device.
Let’s pick one entirely not at random "I hate gays"... Really? Know
all of them do you? And they're all complete bastards? With no redeeming
features at all I expect. Baby eaters too I imagine. "That woman is a
cougar"... Really? Because she's over 35 and not afraid of showing she
still has a sexual side? If your evidence for the use of the label isn't pretty
conclusive how about you just shut up!
I don't actually give much of a crap what people
think of me, but I'm a pretty good example of mislabelling. Perceptions of me
vary wildly, often based on how much not-at-a-party contact a person has had
with me. Because at parties I'm _quite_ silly, and a bit of a 'slapper' (not
actually an accurate description! Tease is possibly closer to the truth, but I
feel I'd have to be significantly more attractive for that to be true too :P).
But the chances that I'll actually 'go home with you' (euphemism - I mean fuck
your brains out, obviously) are slim to non-existent. Really. There are _MAYBE_
three exceptions to the NoWayJose rule. And yet still I am given various
epithets more suited to someone who hasn't been celibate for I don't even want
to think about how long. !@#$%^&* years. ON PURPOSE. Assumptions. The
mother of all fuckups.
Well looky there, I've started frothing.
I was gonna start into what I actually am, but
you know what? If you haven't figured it out on your own, I probably don't want
you too. Also I'm in such a negative headspace about myself at the moment I
probably wouldn't say anything very endearing. {on that note: How the FUCK is
it possible for me to have a size 10 waist and still only see a fat chick in
the mirror (and worse in every recent picture of me!)??? I am fully aware of my
tree trunk legs - fuck genetics right in the ear - but the rest of me is
theoretically not too bad at the moment. Bollocks.}
This actually started because I'm irritated by
the 'age disparity' arguement. I really hate being told I shouldn't be with
someone because they're too old/young for me. Well actually not me personally*.
But you know, anyone. Ok a 30 year old dating a 14 year old is fairly dodgy
(aquaintance of my daughter, I do not want to think about it). But between
consenting adults who the hell cares? Isn't it more important that the people involved
have compatible personailities? And who the hell are YOU to judge anyway? It
also gives me the screaming, raging, FROTHING heebie jeebies that it's more
acceptable for an older guy to be dating a younger woman than the other way
around. Cougar Rights Now!!
At the moment I'm 'interested' in two guys.
They're both younger than me. SO SUE ME. Well there's Gary Sinise, he's much
older but also much more married, in the wrong country and doesn't know me from
a bar of soap. Go figure. Age is not a deciding factor, though there is a
certain aspect of being 'able to keep up with me' {wink}. Also it would
be really convenient if I could kinda squish both of them into a single entity,
keeping the best aspects of both and discarding the douchebag bits. Mind you
the talents each of them has in combination... I'd probably burst a fuse. If
either of them ever figures out my 'other' weakness I am TOAST.{/wink}
But really. I love you both. Not like that.
Unless you give me the opportunity. {titter}{/titter}
As long as no one is getting hurt, what
difference do any of those stupid details matter? Age, orientation, race,
religion whatever... surely what matters is finding someone you can talk to.
Someone you WANT to spend your time with. Someone who makes you feel good.
Someone who makes you happy. Someone you can have hot monkey sex with for the
rest of your days.
Peace. Out.
* see 'celibate', muthafucka
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