Alarming News: I like Morgan Freeberg. A lot.
American Digest: And I like this from "The Blog That Nobody Reads", because it is -- mostly -- about me. What can I say? I'm on an ego trip today. It won't last.
Anti-Idiotarian Rottweiler: We were following a trackback and thinking "hmmm... this is a bloody excellent post!", and then we realized that it was just part III of, well, three...Damn. I wish I'd written those.
Anti-Idiotarian Rottweiler: ...I just remembered that I found a new blog a short while ago, House of Eratosthenes, that I really like. I like his common sense approach and his curiosity when it comes to why people believe what they believe rather than just what they believe.
Brutally Honest: Morgan Freeberg is brilliant.
Dr. Melissa Clouthier: Morgan Freeberg at House of Eratosthenes (pftthats a mouthful) honors big boned women in skimpy clothing. The picture there is priceless--keep scrolling down.
Exile in Portales: Via Gerard: Morgan Freeberg, a guy with a lot to say. And he speaks The Truth...and it's fascinating stuff. Worth a read, or three. Or six.
Just Muttering: Two nice pieces at House of Eratosthenes, one about a perhaps unintended effect of the Enron mess, and one on the Gore-y environ-movie.
Mein Blogovault: Make "the Blog that No One Reads" one of your daily reads.
The Virginian: I know this post will offend some people, but the author makes some good points.
Poetic Justice: Cletus! Ah gots a laiv one fer yew...
On Facial Hair
Beards are cool. Well, all beards aren’t cool. Some aren’t. Mine definitely is.
It was about ten years ago, the last time I ever spoke to my ex-wife, that I learned for the first time she was a Democrat. Yuck. In the decade of wisdom I’ve acquired since then, I’ve come to realize something. Some women love beards and some women hate beards. Rarely do I get along with women who hate beards. Rarely do I fail to get along with women who like beards.
Of COURSE I have to form a theory about it, so here it is. Some women simply don’t like to be reminded that men and women are different. It’s not like you’re putting women down by saying so; Lord knows, there are ways in which men & women are different, in which women are better & men are the worse for it. Brittle women like this (see “On Basketball Towns and Brittle Women”, below) don’t like to even cogitate on that. No, no, no. Women are no better, no worse. Exactly the same. They shall not tolerate any discussion, any opining, any vocalizing, any thinking to the contrary.
Keep your silence on how men are bigger jerks when they drive in traffic, or can’t fold shirts as well. Silence, male. If it needs to be pointed out how women are superior, I, your superior woman, will do it.
I think one out of three women are like this, the remaining 67% being complete sweethearts. I dunno, though, maybe I’m sucking in the remaining 33% like a flame sucks in a moth, but I’m really done with that 33%. They’re like Jerry Springer guests. You can’t tell ’em anything.
I wouldn’t know too much about it though. In the dozen or so years since I was last clean-shaven, I haven’t met a whole lot of them. I like that.
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