Strange...
I've been thinking a lot about blogging, as I read a lot of fascinating and well-written blogs. So, I googled "blogs" and this site came up. So, I clicked on it. Little did I remember that I had begun a blog ON THIS SITE last year. I guess that shows me how attentive and committed I am to blogging, huh? So, as I was still signed in (thanks to their site's feature allowing me to do that), I'll just resume.
A lot has been going on in the world, lately. A lot here in the U.S.A., and a lot world-wide. As does everyone, I have a lot of opinions about different things. And, from time to time, I like to voice them. Well, OK, I ALWAYS like to voice my opinions. They aren't always nice, and they aren't always Christ-like. I'm not perfect (gasp!) and don't claim to be. As it seems that I always piss in someone's Cheerios, I guess I'll spill out my opinions and hatefulness on here. It's a little more private, a little harder to find, and allows for much longer postings. My aim in life isn't to piss people off, but I always seem to be doing it. Often, doing that is the beginning of an intelligent, mutually beneficial discourse. More often, it isn't. There are times I just don't have the energy or even the interest in the subject to have a long, drawn-out argument about something. Often, I admit, I might have an opinion on a subject, but don't know enough about it to jump into an intelligent, academic discussion. That is lazy, and I know it--I should be willing to research something enough to be able to talk about it. Sometimes I just don't care though. Does that make me a bad person? IDK...sometimes, I wonder, and think that maybe it does.
Just this morning, I posted a (what I thought was) simple comment about a county clerk resigning from her job for disagreeing with same-sex marriage licenses (she didn't want to process them). OK. It is her right to feel that way (silly as it may be). It is her right to resign from her job over it. As a friend said, I'd rather her put her money where her mouth is and resign than to have her stay at the job, refuse to do it, cause all sorts of problems, etc. when they can just hire someone who will do the job without complaint. I personally don't know why we are giving all these people so much air-time. I shouldn't care about this woman. But, there the post was, and there my brain went, sputtering to life, forming an opinion. So I posted what I thought: that she SHOULD resign and that I hoped she got mighty hungry during her period of unemployment. Now. Seriously, I don't want her to be hungry. What would have been better would have been to say that I hoped she had a lot of time to think about her actions while she was unemployed. I don't want to, and I'm not going to change what I typed. Because I DO disagree with her. I think her thinking is flawed. I don't feel that her thinking is Christ-like. (Because we all know that everything I do is Christ-like -- HA!). I will admit, though, that I could have said it better. My problem is this: I tend to get so angry when someone refutes my posts in a pious, holier-than-thou manner. Especially when I know this person, and they aren't all that pretty or perfect themselves. I guess I shouldn't let it bother me, but it does. I try not to be that pious person. Sometimes I am -- it comes spewing out, and I'm usually embarrassed to death afterwards. Just another of my imperfections. I suppose that my work now is to forgive them and move on. Hence writing this entry. This is therapeutic for me, and hopefully, I'll "let it gooooo, let it go!" after this. I hope the woman in Arkansas is happy with her choice and is able to find other employment quickly. No one should be unemployed; the world is too fragile a place to live like that. What I hope she realizes is this: her resignation isn't going to stop anyone from being married there. It will go on. They will find someone who will do the job; someone who NEEDS the job. And who will be more than happy to file forms with the state of Arkansas after some fabulous same-sex couples fill them out. Maybe the woman who resigned doesn't really have to work; perhaps she has a really great opposite-sex husband who provides for her wonderfully. I truly hope that is the case. She's a lucky woman, if so. So, I'm now giving this to the universe. Bye, Felicia!
