I'm just getting cranky this sukkot
Oct. 13th, 2014 12:15 amI went to the communal sukkot meals. I liked the people. I like the people. I just don't feel like I fit in again. I don't know. Maybe I do. But there is this comfort that everyone around me seems to have with their position that I just don't have. I chose that, I know. On the other hand there is a great degree of class consciousness. No matter how liberal or how open minded these people are, they are not really going to get how much their privilege rankles those around them.
Or maybe I'm just worried too much. Mom moving into the assisted living and there's not a damn thing I can do about it. Mostly Mom is running herself ragged trying to clean out her apartment even though she doesn't have to do a damn thing really. Just put what she wants in boxes and let it go. I did try to put up an FB status update trying to get people in MN to help (buy Mom's crap) but no one actually checked - except for my second cousin who wanted the photographs - seriously, what the fuck is wrong with some people? The one thing that is objectively sentimental (as opposed to those hundred little bars of soap that were taken from a hotel back in 1968) and that's the only thing a relative wants.
And I got 5 overdrafts from Twin Cities Federal - the fucking ripoff bank that thrives off of fucking the poor. And if I don't get money into about three different accounts soon, I'm equally as screwed.
So there I am eating with people who are much more comfortable than me. People who can talk about "saving the planet" by bringing their own dishes to the Sukkah (I practically memorized that George Carlin routine about how humanity's purpose is to make plastic) and people who LOVE singing Carlebach and don't get just how much they are holding everyone hostage with their cheerful dull tunes that think is so "spiritual." And I envy their lack of care.
And I am being a jerk. I heard myself being a jerk. I was even bitching about the wine (Cabernet Sauvignon is meant to be dry and old - no fucking young grapes). And I doubt anyone was happy with me around. I heard every word coming out of my mouth and thinking that I would hate to eat with me.
Also, one girl talked about how ALL of your happiness comes on Sukkot so you better act happy. She said it with a smile on her face and with energetic cheer and it was the worst thing in the world to say. In fact, she said it a couple times at different meals. Apparently, the part of her brain that would go "hey maybe people are worried and anxious about other things in their life and this little sermon is the cruelest fucking thing that they could hear" was turned off. But it's not her fault. She's young. And she has a very stressful job, so maybe that's her way of dealing with her pain and anguish.
In other words, I would prefer to think that this obnoxiously cheerful girl is really just vainly trying to push off a deep-seated clinical depression that borders on suicidal than what she appears to be which is someone who is really that cheerful and really that lacking in empathy.
Havel Havelim
Damn. I feel like I'm stomping on bunny rabbits here.
I even challenged one of those memes about how asexuals have it really bad because they have to hear things like "it's just a phase right?" Because in a world where homosexuals can't get married and anti-Semitism is on the rise with Islamophobia and racism remaining at a constant level of horribleness, WHY NOT pity the poor asexuals who might be forced to one day HAVE A FUCKING CONVERSATION? Holy shit. That's just total oppression there.
I know. I know. I shouldn't do that. That road leads to Richard Dawkins douchebaggery. Shitty things happen to people and if they want understanding and empathy about it, then they should post their memes. If I am pissing and moaning about a lack of empathy in others, why am I not showing it.
But really? Asexuals aren't discriminated against in terms of housing, marriage rights, genocide, bashing, family ostracism. Yes, I have heard about bad therapy and even rape stories - but these are not standard cases. For the most part, the worst they get are people on the internet mocking them and clueless individuals not quite getting that they have no sex drives. You would think that they would spend the time that they aren't spending thinking about sex and put it to more productive uses than tumblr posts. And demisexuals are people in the majority trying to pretend that they are special little snowflakes because they don't quite get the difference between porn logic and real life.
And this is bothering me - I don't mean the things I just wrote about asexuals, but the fact that I am that annoyed with the whole movement to the point that I feel like I need to say that. If people want to think that they are special because they have no sex drives, then that's their right.
Damn.
Oh yeah, speaking of which - found a furry porn site called http://www.pandafuck.com - featuring a dude in a panda suit who never takes it off (well there is one hole cut out) and it even includes the World Wildlife Fund logo (although I am pretty sure that it's not officially endorsing furry porn - but I hope that WWF never finds out about it and sues).
So that's something.
Havel Havelim. Everything fades. The wise and the foolish both die.
I find that comforting.
And furry porn is always a good pickmeup.
Or maybe I'm just worried too much. Mom moving into the assisted living and there's not a damn thing I can do about it. Mostly Mom is running herself ragged trying to clean out her apartment even though she doesn't have to do a damn thing really. Just put what she wants in boxes and let it go. I did try to put up an FB status update trying to get people in MN to help (buy Mom's crap) but no one actually checked - except for my second cousin who wanted the photographs - seriously, what the fuck is wrong with some people? The one thing that is objectively sentimental (as opposed to those hundred little bars of soap that were taken from a hotel back in 1968) and that's the only thing a relative wants.
And I got 5 overdrafts from Twin Cities Federal - the fucking ripoff bank that thrives off of fucking the poor. And if I don't get money into about three different accounts soon, I'm equally as screwed.
So there I am eating with people who are much more comfortable than me. People who can talk about "saving the planet" by bringing their own dishes to the Sukkah (I practically memorized that George Carlin routine about how humanity's purpose is to make plastic) and people who LOVE singing Carlebach and don't get just how much they are holding everyone hostage with their cheerful dull tunes that think is so "spiritual." And I envy their lack of care.
And I am being a jerk. I heard myself being a jerk. I was even bitching about the wine (Cabernet Sauvignon is meant to be dry and old - no fucking young grapes). And I doubt anyone was happy with me around. I heard every word coming out of my mouth and thinking that I would hate to eat with me.
Also, one girl talked about how ALL of your happiness comes on Sukkot so you better act happy. She said it with a smile on her face and with energetic cheer and it was the worst thing in the world to say. In fact, she said it a couple times at different meals. Apparently, the part of her brain that would go "hey maybe people are worried and anxious about other things in their life and this little sermon is the cruelest fucking thing that they could hear" was turned off. But it's not her fault. She's young. And she has a very stressful job, so maybe that's her way of dealing with her pain and anguish.
In other words, I would prefer to think that this obnoxiously cheerful girl is really just vainly trying to push off a deep-seated clinical depression that borders on suicidal than what she appears to be which is someone who is really that cheerful and really that lacking in empathy.
Havel Havelim
Damn. I feel like I'm stomping on bunny rabbits here.
I even challenged one of those memes about how asexuals have it really bad because they have to hear things like "it's just a phase right?" Because in a world where homosexuals can't get married and anti-Semitism is on the rise with Islamophobia and racism remaining at a constant level of horribleness, WHY NOT pity the poor asexuals who might be forced to one day HAVE A FUCKING CONVERSATION? Holy shit. That's just total oppression there.
I know. I know. I shouldn't do that. That road leads to Richard Dawkins douchebaggery. Shitty things happen to people and if they want understanding and empathy about it, then they should post their memes. If I am pissing and moaning about a lack of empathy in others, why am I not showing it.
But really? Asexuals aren't discriminated against in terms of housing, marriage rights, genocide, bashing, family ostracism. Yes, I have heard about bad therapy and even rape stories - but these are not standard cases. For the most part, the worst they get are people on the internet mocking them and clueless individuals not quite getting that they have no sex drives. You would think that they would spend the time that they aren't spending thinking about sex and put it to more productive uses than tumblr posts. And demisexuals are people in the majority trying to pretend that they are special little snowflakes because they don't quite get the difference between porn logic and real life.
And this is bothering me - I don't mean the things I just wrote about asexuals, but the fact that I am that annoyed with the whole movement to the point that I feel like I need to say that. If people want to think that they are special because they have no sex drives, then that's their right.
Damn.
Oh yeah, speaking of which - found a furry porn site called http://www.pandafuck.com - featuring a dude in a panda suit who never takes it off (well there is one hole cut out) and it even includes the World Wildlife Fund logo (although I am pretty sure that it's not officially endorsing furry porn - but I hope that WWF never finds out about it and sues).
So that's something.
Havel Havelim. Everything fades. The wise and the foolish both die.
I find that comforting.
And furry porn is always a good pickmeup.