Tuesday, June 9, 2009

In defense of things that are great and wonderful that made one teeny tiny little mistake and now everybody thinks that thing is horrible

Very good people can just be very good; they don't have to be pristine angelic lily white.

Tearing down historical figures and bastions of hope and goodness is nothing new.  But this is reaching a new historical low.

•Red Cross putting some money towards phones rather than every last frickin dime towards stored blood
This is the Red Cross, for Christ's sake.  Have they not earned our trust and respect enough?

Uh, okay, so, do they plan on getting more blood, or is the blood that is currently in their stores meant to last for the rest of eternity?  What’s that, they plan on getting more blood?  Then they need phones.

Oh for god's sakes, grow the hell up.  Are you seriously laboring under some myth that good people have to be angelic babydoll pristine perfect flawless?

Anybody over age twenty who is being all shocked/disheartened/depressed/etc. that the Red Cross is allotting money towards phones or upkeep of their offices, rather than every last freakin shiny nickel going towards blood and blood alone -- grow the hell up.  Okay, fine, I'll be charitable -- anyone over age twenty-five.

Let he who is without sin cast the first stone.  When you establish an organization that freakin gives blood for a living _and_ also never ever ever besties forever and ever allocates money towards maintaining offices in functional condition -- only then can you say that what they did is bayad.

Guess what -- they need phones.  Most likely so that they can take calls from more people who want to donate blood and stuff.  Geez, get the hell over it.

•Obama smoking
Well, what are we going to tell the little people?  (Oops, I meant children, not midgets.)  How about we tell the kids that if you come from an impoverished background, but still manage to retain all of your dignity, demand much more from yourself, educate yourself, keep yourself up-to-date on current events around the world, become a renowned respected university professor,

...and become the leader of the goddamn free world,
... Then guess what -- you get to light up once in a while.

Ms. Michelle, Mrs. First Lady, if you are reading this -- okay, first of all, I love you.  I am not engaging hyperbole at the moment.  I love you.  You are wonderful and smart and well-read and intelligent and educated, you have a PhD from ___ , do you not?  And informed and a snappy dresser.  So, yes.  I am extremely fond of you.

And I beseech you, I am begging you ___ ((pleading with my hands clasped together in a steeple in front of my face))), please let your husband light up once in a while.

Now, I myself do not condone smoking.  I have never smoked a cigarette in my life and I do not plan to, and I think Big Tobacco is evil, just like most people do.

However, the man has the hardest job in the world.  There I go again not engaging hyperbole -- he quite literally has the hardest job in the world, which a lot of people who have a problem with his smoking don’t seem to understand.  He needs some sort of relief, some sort of flaw that keeps him sane.

Dare I say, Mrs. Michelle, you have the second hardest job in the world, if not equally as demanding and difficult as his job.  You have to be his rock and emotional support.  I am absolutely not endorsing you taking up smoking; I am making an observation, that is all.

How many people out there agree with me, that perhaps the President should be allowed to smoke just once in a while?  Can I see a show of hands please?  That would be the majority -- there you go, Mr. President, you have gotten the green light from the American people.

If you don’t want him smoking around the girls, Mrs. Michelle, which I completely understand, then make him go out to the back porch and smoke.  But please do let him smoke, just once in a while.

Reading back over this, I realize it might sound like I am being sarcastic and jackhole-ish, but I assure you I am not.

•Michael Phelps being caught with a bong
Oh, come on.  The kid is a freakin Olympic athlete, for god’s sake.  He has trained for how many years, he has been focused, he set a clear goal for himself and worked at moving towards it ___.

To the people protesting this and saying, "oh I don’t want my kid to see that and think it’s okay to smoke marijuana..."  Well, I’m sorry *your* kid is a whiny gutless coward that has not done anything notable with his/her life, and you don’t want your kid to become even more of a loser than he/she already is.  And I agree with you -- your slacker mediocre kid who barely completed "some wishy-washy liberal arts degree" (colfer 215) and partied his/her way through high school and college, does not have the right to light up.

Michael Phelps, on the other hand, is not your lazy, privileged, spoiled, whiny, middle-class white kid.  He has won one, two, three ... count em, seven Olympic gold medals.  I think he has more than earned the privilege to kick back and relax a bit.