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Here we go again.
Jun. 8th, 2024 02:48 pmI'm getting ready to put my home on the market, so I've been doing some fixing up - replacing a broken window pane, replacing a section of the Pergo flooring (cheap-ass shizz, but that's what the previous owners put down and I didn't / still don't feel like changing it up), getting the upstairs windows' exteriors cleaned, painting over the bright paint colors in the bathrooms, et cetera.
I live out in a rural county. People are proud of being hateful shits out here. (That isn't what they claim to be proud of, but...that's what they're proud of. And other conspiracy theories. Sometimes it results in something funny. Remind me to tell you the story of the ardent Trumpist who flew a leather-pride flag.) Anyhoo...when the window-guy came, he kind of monologued at me about how wearing masks was for ignorant people and I could be free now that masking wasn't required and why do I trust doctors or veterinarians anyway they're all just liars and they've never actually seen the covid virus under a microscope and I should just listen to what he was saying and do some research. The pest-control guy talked about young people not wanting to work, and that's what's wrong with people in this country, the younger people are all weak and stupid, "there's no respect for traditional values", and so on for another 30 minutes.
I'm not looking forward to have any more servicepeople come and work on my house unless I know that they personally support equal rights for all human beings, and don't just give that statement lip service. I cannot WAIT to get out of this county, and then out of this country. I didn't just choose the fucking bear, I chose a country where machismo is much more openly in place...and I feel safer there. That choice of mine has at least one of the servicepersons' noses out of joint. Oh yippie skippy.
...oh! So, anyway. About that flag-wearing yahoo. For the past three years, a lot of folks out in my area have regularly flown flags on their vehicles. The usual combo is the US flag and then one other - a Trump flag, a don't-tread-on-me flag, a Confederate flag, and so on. This particular vehicle must have had trouble finding the flags that the driver wanted to buy. Or maybe they were gifted the flag by someone who saw something on Etsy, thought "Oh that looks like a thin-blue-line flag, Cousin Such-and-thus would just love this!" It had black stripes, blue stripes, and a white stripe in the middle. It even had the bleeding heart of Christ in the upper corner! Okay, so it wasn't bloody, but it was definitely a heart.
It was emphatically NOT a thin-blue-line flag.
It was a leather-pride flag.
I thought it was a little odd that someone who was a part of those two seemingly discordant communities would openly fly flags from both...but, hey, whatever your identity is, you should be proud of your whole identity.
And now, to go mow the lawn. Tomorrow I journey to Middle Earth. I never did see The Two Towers or Return of the King on the big screen, so I'm taking my chance now. (For the movies' 25th anniversary, Fathom Events is showing the LOTR movies' extended editions over three nights. I hope there's an intermission in ROTK because my body, specifically my bladder, is older now. Mama needs her bio-break.)
I live out in a rural county. People are proud of being hateful shits out here. (That isn't what they claim to be proud of, but...that's what they're proud of. And other conspiracy theories. Sometimes it results in something funny. Remind me to tell you the story of the ardent Trumpist who flew a leather-pride flag.) Anyhoo...when the window-guy came, he kind of monologued at me about how wearing masks was for ignorant people and I could be free now that masking wasn't required and why do I trust doctors or veterinarians anyway they're all just liars and they've never actually seen the covid virus under a microscope and I should just listen to what he was saying and do some research. The pest-control guy talked about young people not wanting to work, and that's what's wrong with people in this country, the younger people are all weak and stupid, "there's no respect for traditional values", and so on for another 30 minutes.
I'm not looking forward to have any more servicepeople come and work on my house unless I know that they personally support equal rights for all human beings, and don't just give that statement lip service. I cannot WAIT to get out of this county, and then out of this country. I didn't just choose the fucking bear, I chose a country where machismo is much more openly in place...and I feel safer there. That choice of mine has at least one of the servicepersons' noses out of joint. Oh yippie skippy.
...oh! So, anyway. About that flag-wearing yahoo. For the past three years, a lot of folks out in my area have regularly flown flags on their vehicles. The usual combo is the US flag and then one other - a Trump flag, a don't-tread-on-me flag, a Confederate flag, and so on. This particular vehicle must have had trouble finding the flags that the driver wanted to buy. Or maybe they were gifted the flag by someone who saw something on Etsy, thought "Oh that looks like a thin-blue-line flag, Cousin Such-and-thus would just love this!" It had black stripes, blue stripes, and a white stripe in the middle. It even had the bleeding heart of Christ in the upper corner! Okay, so it wasn't bloody, but it was definitely a heart.
It was emphatically NOT a thin-blue-line flag.
It was a leather-pride flag.
I thought it was a little odd that someone who was a part of those two seemingly discordant communities would openly fly flags from both...but, hey, whatever your identity is, you should be proud of your whole identity.
And now, to go mow the lawn. Tomorrow I journey to Middle Earth. I never did see The Two Towers or Return of the King on the big screen, so I'm taking my chance now. (For the movies' 25th anniversary, Fathom Events is showing the LOTR movies' extended editions over three nights. I hope there's an intermission in ROTK because my body, specifically my bladder, is older now. Mama needs her bio-break.)
