Be little.
My new strategy for dealing with all types of intolerance, bigotry, and prejudice:
“Aw, honey, you’re just going through a phase. You’ll grow out of that.”
Foaming at the mouth because a mom’s putting pink (pink!) nail polish on her son? Because that somehow tells him it’s okay to be gay or transgender or something, and that’s somehow bad? Happens to lots of people your age. You’ll settle down once you mature a little.
Think you get to hold personal court over every woman who says she was sexually assaulted to decide whether she’s right about that or not? My cousin Denny went through the same thing (Denny’s always been a little off, truth be told), but he got over it and you can too. Not to worry.
Think you’re better than one fucking person on this planet? Feel innately more correct, important, or that you occupy a moral high ground over any one group of people based on sex, age, weight, race, religion or lack thereof, sexual identity, orientation, or, hell, political affiliation? Bless your heart, all toddlers think they’re the center of the universe! You’re just a tiny bit behind, darling. Once you grow up a little you’ll let go of that and be a normal, healthy person.
It’s not being condescending. It’s being optimistic.
This is awesome! I will remember this and use it, even if only in my head, at every turn.
I’ma have to steal this. If I forget to attribute at the time, please consider this thanks in advance.
I love you this much: |——–|
(i have short arms okay but that’s as much love as i got)
Like Captain Jack says, “You people and your quaint little categories!” ;)
<} I love this. And I will keep it in mind.
As Radley Balko notes, the hipster glasses are much more dangerous than the nail polish.