Recently the BF had an encounter with a neighbor that ended with the ladies present taking a walk in the garden. Ya know? They were uncomfortable, decided to stroll among the begonias and hydrangea bushes.
As it happened it was in passing, on his way to see Hot Rod Dave up the road who still does not know, and would be dumbfounded to learn that chicks don't dig hotrods like they used to, just like they don't wear poodle skirts anymore.
So the neighbor, a friend of a friend whose son once tried to undress me with his eyes at Hot Rod Dave's BBQ in late June rests an elbow on the fence and says HOWDY-DO NEIGHBOR and the BF stops, says BE DOIN' FINE, HOW-DY-DO? and before you know it the weight of the world is upon these two men, squabbling and differing in all sorta manner.
Like this. The neighbor says BUSH IS A GOOD MAN. Says CARS CLEAN THE AIR. IN FACT, IF YOU TAKE YOUR CAR AND DRIVE INTO THE CITY THE CAR ACTUALLY CLEANS THE AIR. THE AIR THAT COMES OUTTA THE TAIL PIPE IS CLEANER THEN THE AIR THAT GETS DRAWN INTO THE INTAKE. FACT. GAAT-DAMMMN LIBERALS.
HMMMM, says the BF (an environmental scientist), NEVER HEARD THAT ONE BEFORE. And it starts to get tense, starts to feel ugly.
Who are these people and how can they endure the ever increasing emotional and intellectual contortions necessary to keep believing what they believe? Why do they want to? How can they live with the cognitive dissonance, the pain and the stress. Stress is acid, breaks down the tissues of the heart and crucial areas of the brain.
I for one, have had enough. We are an adolescent country, we are swaggering dicks, we don't know everything. Having survived my own youthful arrogance, uselessness, knowitallness, stressness I am eager for us all to grow up and move on together.
(He never seems to get exasperated with me, though last weekend he fairly sighed and observed THE WORLD HAS NO SHORTAGE OF PHOTOGRAPHS OF SEAGULLS)
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