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August 08, 2003
Dear Hypocrite Down the Street,
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Snaps:
Cameraphone quickies...
 
Aside:
Recently in the 'blog...
hysterical
I'm listening to a pocast called "As the Fur Flies"....
vocabulary
Overheard while Katie was playing with a male playmate:...
misplaced
In my local library, Amy Tan, Stephen King and V.C. Andrews are stocked in the young adult section....
premiere
Just came back from the season premiere of Lost in Waikiki....
speak
Alex just caught his reflection in the car window, waved at it, and said "Hi. Baby!"...
 
Pith of Pop:
Recently reviewed...
Death Proof
Kind of like Q.T. himself.
The Sopranos
I think everyone has a Livia in their life.
Ocean's Thirteen
He plays Willy Bank, who is the spawn of Donald Trump and Satan.
Brokeback Mountain
At the end, I kind of felt like I'd been hit by a bus.
Half Nelson
I keep coming back to Ryan Gosling's big, sad eyes.

note: just one more political rant, and them I'm done, I promise

I don't know you. I've never met you. In fact, you could be Winston Churchill for all I know. I'm sure I've seen you in the neighborhood, but I wouldn't recognize you.

I already know I don't like you.

You write on both your cars' windshields with white paint. In teeny, meticulous, hateful letters. Now, what your goal is, I'm not sure, since it's kind of a bad idea to try to read while driving, but, eh, whatever. If people can still yap on their cell phones while driving, why can't you write evil political commentary on your car?

I am a liberal. You are a fascist. I know your views because they're written in small, meticulous, hateful letters on the cars that sit in front of your white-picket-fenced house with the big-ass flag in front of it. We get it, you're a Good American. I can deal with that; I'm not a snob; if you don't like war protesters or welfare or whatever, hey, that's your bag. I can see your point of view. Unlike Limbaugh or Coulter or all those other windbags who you may or may not like, I'm not going to yell you down and call you names.

But.

Since your views are out there, for all of Makiki to peruse as they fly down the street, I think I have some right to make fun of you. Strange how you're such a Good American President-loving patriot now when your windshields were full of Clinton-bashing, conspiracy-theory-spewing, anti-government bullshit three years ago. "Love this country or get out"? What kind of crap is that? I do love America, thank you very much, which is why I hate to see people like you representing us. Why don't you go away? Take your own suggestion. It sucks that I live in a place that reminds me of what I think the rest of America should be like and yet, I have to know that rednecks live everywhere, even down the street from me, and they have way too much time on their hands.

damn, ended up calling you a name anyway. Sorry.


Comments

Amen, sister!

Hope you're well....

Posted by: Beth at August 9, 2003 12:38 PM

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