Friday, October 29, 2010

OK - I'm impossible to please

So in my random facebook newsfeed cruising the other day, I happened upon an article ( http://advocate.com/News/News_Features/Arkansas_School_Board_Member_Thinks_Fags_Should_Die/ ) about the VP of a school board in Midland, Arkansas decrying "Spirit Day" (That day where people wore purple to commemorate the gay kids who committed suicide because of the bullying/pressure/etc that they were faced with.

I've just read a follow up piece where Clint McCance has stated he's resigning as VP of the Midland School Board and was filled with oodles of joy - but that's not the point of this.

I did some hunting around and found a screen cap of the comment thread underneath his initial post.

In the FB thread, he lashes out to someone who commented "Because hatred is always right" with

"It pisses me off though that we make a special purple fag day for them. I like that fags cant procreate. I also enjoy the fact that they often give each other aids and die. If you arent against it, you might as well be for it."

My initial reaction was blinding rage; like opening my fridge to see bacon gone bad, then turning around to see someone setting my house on fire. Not. Cool. Plus - Screw this guy, I'm going to have to jump through flaming hoops to get the privilege of being a parent, (and I'm going to be amazing at it FYI) while people like him can be drunk in their back seat and it just happens, resulting in some poor lil nugget having to be raised by someone like that.

Then I think about it. This guy who has a fleeting grasp of the English language is an ELECTED OFFICIAL!! (ex - he even used the word "thereselves" a bunch of times. Am I the only one whose FB automatically spell checks?) This is a man who presumably hundreds of people voted for to lead educators! The Vice President of a SCHOOL BOARD is unaware that thereselves isn't a word. I know I'm harping on that tiny thing, but I'm Constable Patrick of the spelling police. Ask around.

The other COMPLETELY HORRIBLE bit about his being an elected official is that he CANNOT BE FIRED. The closest thing would be for the board to hold a vote of non confidence and oust him that way. This obviously made me think of the bigoted mess Toronto has just elected as Mayor and the obvious parallels.

An elected official making racist/homophobic/uneducated comments sets the example that being racist/homophobic/uneducated is the way to live, as long as you back it up with religious conviction.

Here's a fucking newsflash. Pick a religion - go ahead, take your time...

The core message of ALL organized religion is to do right by people. Love thy neighbour, blah blah blah. Using whatever thing in the sky you point at as a basis for being judgmental makes you a GINORMOUS FUCKING JERKASS!! It's a direct opposition to the core message in whatever book of make believe you choose.

The next thing - Being an Elected Official means your responsibility is to represent the needs of your constituents. That means you have to be legitimately invested in the best interests of everyone. You represent a whole group of people publicly, which may lead to the world stage whether you like it or not. Had this matter gone unchecked, the whole world would be looking at Wherever, Arkansas as a place where bigotry is right. Here in Toronto, if you google Rob Ford, you're inundated with Youtube videos of examples of why he's the exact wrong person to have in a position of responsibility to anyone but himself. The world is currently having a huge laugh at our expense, because he as our representative makes the people who live in Toronto look automatically like bigots. As one of the most progressive cities in the world, it's doubtless that there's head scratching abounding.

Then we come to the bit where it turns out Clint McCance is resigning his post as VP of the School Board due to the backlash from his commentary. I squealed. Like I was just presented with a walk in closet to call my own. (For storage not for myself, we're clearly past that, right?)

Reading further about his decision to step down... he was partly concerned with his word choice (not the point dude), partly concerned with the impact his words had on a group of people who have lost their loved ones to hate-related suicide (exactly the point) and partly concerned about the thousands of phone calls, letters etc with death threats to him and his family - which incidentally caused him to move his family away to keep them safe.

Seriously?

First, let me own that I'm constantly advising people and things to set themselves on fire as a general statement that indicates I'm irritated about something. It's my way.. shwatever.

People seriously threatened him and his family because of what he said. What exactly did his wife or kids do to deserve fearing for their lives? Sure, I get that people are angry about the things he wrote, but telling someone that you're going to kill them for shit they say WILL NEVER SOLVE ANYTHING. I jumped on the "get him to resign" bandwagon immediately because someone who behaves that way should NEVER be involved with educating children. My reaction was to send a note to the board about WHY his words were not acceptable.

EDUCATION is the key to changing perspectives. I'm not talking about 10th grade algebra (Sorry Mrs Faux, I've still never used it) I'm talking about helping people understand how they can help to improve their lives and the lives of others.

So to all those people who reacted like cavemen - "You Wrong - I keel you." Look at yourselves. If you disagree with something / someone - explain why. Remember that time your kindergarten teacher said "Use your words"? She didn't mean use them to say "I'm going to kill you and your family because you said/did something awful. To wrap it up - I now feel badly for this person who doesn't deserve it, because the backlash of his utter jerkassness was the wrong sort. Overshadowing my utter joy that progress was made in the fight against homophobia with a shroud of utter crap that the message was lost just sucks.

Wednesday, October 27, 2010

That thing that pissed me off today

So here's a short article.

http://advocate.com/News/News_Features/Arkansas_School_Board_Member_Thinks_Fags_Should_Die/

Seriously! How do you make a career of leading educators when you can't spell? Ignorant fucking idiots like this are why kids are killing themselves!
On top of that, this guy is an ELECTED OFFICIAL!! What this tells everyone outside of th...at community is that the people there stand behind his beliefs. Sure this dude is only typically in his local media, since the school board in Nowhere, Arkansas doesn't have any local impact anywhere else, but then shit like this happens and it's on the global stage.
Now we in Toronto have the same thing - Throughout the campaign, examples of our new mayor being an uninformed wife beating racist homophobe were everywhere. The global stage sees THAT elected here, making all of his nonsense come off as publicly accepted.
It's about to become embarrassing to be called a Torontonian.

Friday, October 15, 2010

An open apology to my fellow TTC Riders; OR: Dear entitlement-complex-afflicted asshat;

I’m sorry. I’m sorry rabid wolves ate your parents when you were an infant leaving you orphaned to fend for yourselves and learn the basics of urban survival. In the interest of furthering humanity I’ll share some tidbits about how to not be a total jerkass while enduring the Public Transit Experience.

1. Treat the bus, streetcar, subway, LRT like an elevator. When the door opens, people are going to get out – Let Them! They don’t want to go where you’re going, and standing in front of the door is an invitation to being trampled, smacked with luggage or purses, glared at, or sworn at. I’m an efficient multitasker, so when faced with this particular situation, I’m inclined to try and accomplish as many of these as possible.

2. There are people behind you! Get out of the way. If you “need” to be the first one into the subway car, keep moving when you enter it. I *Will* step on your crocs or toddler should you decide that the throngs of people trying to get on the train don’t matter once you’ve entered.

3. I know the window seats offer a crap view of miles of nothing, but suck it up and move over so that other people can sit down too. Nobody wants to lap-dance on you just to get a seat on a ttc vehicle. People just aren’t that inherently slutty. Deal.

4. Hold your bag, purse, newspaper or whatever. It doesn’t need a chair, I promise. I also promise that your shitty mcbreakfast won’t spontaneously combust if you carry it in your lap. But if you set your coffee on the seat beside you, I will light a candle in church and pray that it tips over and soaks your ass in scalding, hazelnutty goodness.

5. I get that we’re in close quarters in these tiny transit chairs. My ass isn’t even that big, and it still spills over. There is no need to accentuate this by opening your newspaper completely and resting your arm on my leg. You’re not superman, you can’t read two pages at once. Fold that shit up and get off my lap.
a. You’re tired. You had to wake up early. Bitch bitch bitch. I worked til 4 am and am stuck beside you snoring away on a subway at 9:30 am. Cool, catch some z’s if you want, but get your effing head off my shoulder. I’m not your build-a-bear and have no desire to cuddle with you. Even if you’re cute, it’s just creepy as hell. So help you if you drool on me.

6. If your headphones are drowning out my headphones, we have a problem. Well, you have a problem, because I’m going to gnaw your wire apart and then sing to you myself. Trust, this wouldn’t be pleasant.

7. I don’t know where you get the idea that you’ll get to your destination faster by travelling up my ass. I’m probably not even going to the same place as you. I tend to not wear stripes, so how you’re seeing my performance-enhancing racing stripes that encourage you to climb up there baffles me. I assure you they’re a figment of your imagination. Maybe just lay off the crack and you’ll stop seeing them. And lay off the Paul Tracey infatuation, it’s spoiling your ability to make good life choices.

8. If you’re screaming at your ex into your cell phone like a Mel Gibson wannabe, people are going to stare. Stop making your lameass life a public spectacle and there will be no issue here. This goes double for people travelling with their children. They’re old enough to know you’re acting like an asshole.
a. If you’re having any other sort of phone conversation, keep it down. Nobody gives even the tiniest rat’s ass about your life – good or bad.
b. If you’re a gaggle of teenage girls squealing on about anything: climb into a garbage bag and jump into the river. If you do not have a garbage bag, one will be happily provided for you. Or just don’t be a squealing Chihuahua and go on to live a long happy life filled with the whole world not hating your shrieking ass.

9. Don’t smoke on transit. This isn’t a new rule. I obey it, so you should too. You’re just asking for people to remind you what a dick you are should you choose to ignore it. I hope you get fined. Or gored by wild donkeys. Whichever.

I hope that our crossing paths in the future doesn't completely suck.

Love,

Me.

Boyfriend Application

My Roomie is on the hunt for a new fella, and someone sent him a "boyfriend application." Finding it largely irrelevant, I reworked it for him. I'm nice like that.

1. Your Name:

2. Age:

3. Fave Color:

4. Sign:

5. Location:

6. Height:

7. Hair Color:

9. Piercings/Tattoos:

10. Marital Status/Current Dating Situation:

11. Additional Websites You Want To Provide URLS to with Info About You:



All About You!


1. You're walking down the street and usually...


a - the fellas fall all over themselves to get your number.

b - your earphones are on and you're oblivious to your surroundings.

c - people cross to the other side because of my stone cold gaze.

d - are you effing kidding me? this is Toronto - we ignore strangers here.


2. To make ends meet, you...


a - work a job you hate for great money and or perks.

b - work a job you love for next to nothing, but you're happy.

c - support the global economy via the bank of mom and dad.

d - you rent yourself to science or older affluent gentlemen.


3. Your ex boyfriend calls you...


a - 'his boyfriend' because you're still dating him.

b - all the time because he's not over you.

c - on your birthday because you're still on good terms.

d - 'that guy i wish would die in a fire.'


4. Your idea of a great date


a - dinner & drinks and a movie.

b - a walk about town.

c - drinking/snorting/smoking your feelings til you're making out with that drag queen with a garbage bag stuffed dress because hey.. we're just casual right?

d - some adventure dealie like white water rafting or cliff diving.

e - doesn't matter as long as you put out.


5. There's music playing - Bad Romance comes on. You...


a- bust out the dance moves in a display of your utter fierceness.

b - what's playing? I don't know this song.

c - sing along.

d - break into the "i shit my pants" parody version to avoid blood trickling from your ears.


ME ME ME


1. Oh NO! I have to bail on our super fun plans because I've come down with the guatemalan zombie hooker flu, probably from my jerkass roomie. You...


a - show up armed with neo citran, tissues and bad movies.

b - understand and reschedule.

c - stay away - you're not getting ME sick too!

d - suddenly have a handy excuse to ask out one of my friends!


2. I'm being hit on at a party where I'm working. You...


a - step in and advise the m-fer to back off and get his own sammich.

b - punch first, ask questions later.

c - three's company tooooo.

d - get that you're dating someone who isn't going to succumb to the advances of yet another drunk wannabe at a work function, and get us another beer.


3. OOPS! I missed your call. You...


a - leave a message saying hey and trust a return call will happen.

b - call a couple more times because maybe I didn't hear the phone.

c - send a handful of text messages asking where I am / what I'm doing / why for the love of sarah jessica parker am I not calling you back RIGHT NOW?!?!

d - break it off - how DARE I not be waiting by the phone for your call?


4. BLAST! We've only been seeing each other a week and you discover I'm actually SUPER nerdy. You...


a - laugh it off, they're only comics. It can't be that bad.. can it?

b - find it endearing as long as you don't have to talk about which spiderman was better.

c - RUN! You can't be seen with someone who knows the difference between marvel and dc.

d - disrobe to reveal your superman underoos.