Thursday, February 22, 2018

My right wing dream...

I guess last night's drama affected me more than I initially realized.  This morning, as I was waking up, I had a very strange dream.

For some reason, I was married to Derick Dillard, husband of Jill Duggar Dillard.  We had a rather comfortable home.  I was playing jazz and he was talking about going to visit his other wife, Jill.  Yes, that's right.  In my dream, Derick Dillard was a bigamist.

We also had plans to go to Thanksgiving dinner at a former Facebook friend's house.  I don't know why she entered the dream.  I've never met her and unfriended her years ago, mainly due to the fact that she's extremely conservative, opinionated, and obnoxious and thinks nothing of belittling people who disagree with her.  While she was never overtly rude to me, I got tired of reading her mean comments to other people and her very provocative right wing posts.  The only thing she was good for was when I used to play Zynga games.  She was a "good neighbor".  Other than that, we had nothing in common.  I don't know why Derick Dillard and I would be eating Thanksgiving dinner with her.  In fact, I don't know why I would even dream he's my husband.  He's not my type at all.

While Derick and I were discussing our holiday plans, Jessa Duggar Seewald came over and helped herself to a large plate of food.  She had a cup of pineapple juice, too.  While I like pineapples, I don't like the juice.  It's too sweet.  It's not something I would have in the house unless Bill was planning a special recipe of some sort.  I guess I played too much Cooking Dash yesterday.  The restaurant I'm working on is a beverages based one and involves making complicated bar drinks.  Apparently, Jessa came over for dinner because I played better music than her parents do.  Also, in my dream, I think she was pregnant.


This is the restaurant I'm playing now.  I must have overdosed yesterday.

I'm pretty sure this dream came about as a combination of reading too much about the Duggars, playing too much Cooking Dash, and being called a fat, murderous CUNT by some pro-life freak who reads the Army Times.  With people like that in the world, is it any wonder I support a woman's right to choose?

I know I shouldn't take those kinds of comments to heart.  I guess the truth is, I don't care that that specific person called me a filthy name.  It's not like he knows me, right?  I guess what is more distressing to me is the complete lack of empathy some people have for others.  The men who were calling women who have had abortions "murderers" had absolutely no compassion for whatever problems put those women in that position.  And that disgusting pig who PM'd me has no idea what kind of person I am and doesn't know that I have a heart.  Maybe I don't have a heart for developing embryos, but I do for scared young women with no money, no moral support, and no hope.

What's more, it really scares me that there are men out there who are more concerned about keeping women pregnant and under their control than they are about helping those women who are already living in the world and struggling.  I really don't think anyone cheers about having abortions.  Some people are more blase about them than others are, but it's not exactly a procedure that people get for fun.  And it seems to me that most of the men who are against abortion and men that are also pro-guns and anti-social justice.  Fortunately, most of the men who are against abortion are also people I wouldn't want to fuck in the first place.  Special thanks to George Carlin for that last joke.

Well, I guess I'll go do something to take my mind off of the shitheads of the world whose mothers didn't choose abortion and inflicted their meanness on other people.  Sometimes, I wish my mother had... because then I wouldn't have to be exposed to hateful people with no self-control.  Hopefully, my next post will be about something more fun.


4 comments:

  1. The world is full of dickheads, but I really believe they are in the minority. Dreams must occur in an alternate universe with a different reality. They can be entertaining, but weird.

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  2. This morning’s was a doozy. Me and Derick Dillard?

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  3. The dream immediately reached nightmare status once you shared that you were married to Derick Dillard.

    I'm not thrilled that there are girls in this country who are who are so ignorant (and unprotected by the adults who should be protecting them) and women in this country who are so lazy that they're willing to play Russian Roulette with their fertility cycles every month and then use abortion as a solution if a problem creeps up, but I'm a whole lot more bothered by a young woman with no source of support and no way to cope with a pregnancy, much less a baby, being forced to carry the baby to term and then to deal with it. Men need to butt out of this, and even some women need to grow brains and understand that it HAS to be a personal choice, and that abortion WILL happen whether it is legal or not. It will just be done much more hygienically and safely if we keep it legal.

    OK. I'll get off my soapbox now. I'm preaching to the choir again.

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    1. Yes, you are preaching to the choir. I don't know a single person who delights in abortion. But I think it needs to be legal and safe, for those who feel they need one.

      Incidentally, I read an article yesterday about a problem in Armenia right now. For years, women there had a lot of abortions. I was under the impression that it was for birth control, but the article I read kind of indicated that it was also because families want male children and women are not having big families like they used to. So now, there are a lot of young men in Armenia with no one to marry. Having lived there for a couple of years, I know that a lot of Armenians are very proud of their heritage and wouldn't want to "mix" blood with someone from another culture. Of course, it does happen, though. Several people I knew in Armenia went on to marry locals.

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