We are all monsters
Ok, so I went on this amazing date last night. She brought me flowers and "crack in a box" to start. It was so sweet. The flowers had a little stuffie in it of a teddy bear with a hat on. Really cute. Then we got into my car and headed for Portland.
On the way down we were talking about how people have to have labels to make us feel more comfortable. Whether it's white, black, yellow, gay, straight, lesbian, femme, butch, new yorker, southener, rich, famous, etc.... we all label ourselves and others so we feel more unique and comfortable. It also puts us in a minority of some sort because let's face it, how many drag king,butch, lesbian, animal lover, walmart managers can there be? We then got on the subject of Seseame Street. How all the monsters were happy to get along because hey, their monsters. How many of them are there? Well, where they live, lots. And they are all the same. They don't care what color, size, or tongue length they have. They are all monsters inside. Just like us. How long until we relize, Hey we are all just monsters inside living on one big Seseame Street. Yet this eludes most of us, including world rulers, like Presidents and Queens. I still hate Elmo though. Not cause he is red or has a squeaky voice.....wait, no it's the voice.
So anyhow, we saw Brokeback Mountain. Great love movie. Yeah, I guess it is a gay cowboy flick. I normally don't care for the sappy love shit, but it trys to make a point. Yep, we are all monsters inside. Some of us should really hide the evil parts though, and just learn to accept and get along. Wishful thinking, I know. The movie was set in 1963 and up to 1983. Not alot has changed in America since 1983 either. I thought we had made leaps and bounds in society. Last night, I was reminded I was wrong yet again. Sure technology has advanced, as well as science and education. But the emotional stage in 83 is still the same as in 63 and today. We have not accepted the differances in people like we thought we have. I think that fact hit me the hardest and made me sadder than the movie could.
To wrap this up, I brought my date back to her house, got invited in, and the rest, well....
Let's not discuss that here. I will leave it at my wife is a wonderful date even after close to two years of togetherness. She always surprises me.
On the way down we were talking about how people have to have labels to make us feel more comfortable. Whether it's white, black, yellow, gay, straight, lesbian, femme, butch, new yorker, southener, rich, famous, etc.... we all label ourselves and others so we feel more unique and comfortable. It also puts us in a minority of some sort because let's face it, how many drag king,butch, lesbian, animal lover, walmart managers can there be? We then got on the subject of Seseame Street. How all the monsters were happy to get along because hey, their monsters. How many of them are there? Well, where they live, lots. And they are all the same. They don't care what color, size, or tongue length they have. They are all monsters inside. Just like us. How long until we relize, Hey we are all just monsters inside living on one big Seseame Street. Yet this eludes most of us, including world rulers, like Presidents and Queens. I still hate Elmo though. Not cause he is red or has a squeaky voice.....wait, no it's the voice.
So anyhow, we saw Brokeback Mountain. Great love movie. Yeah, I guess it is a gay cowboy flick. I normally don't care for the sappy love shit, but it trys to make a point. Yep, we are all monsters inside. Some of us should really hide the evil parts though, and just learn to accept and get along. Wishful thinking, I know. The movie was set in 1963 and up to 1983. Not alot has changed in America since 1983 either. I thought we had made leaps and bounds in society. Last night, I was reminded I was wrong yet again. Sure technology has advanced, as well as science and education. But the emotional stage in 83 is still the same as in 63 and today. We have not accepted the differances in people like we thought we have. I think that fact hit me the hardest and made me sadder than the movie could.
To wrap this up, I brought my date back to her house, got invited in, and the rest, well....
Let's not discuss that here. I will leave it at my wife is a wonderful date even after close to two years of togetherness. She always surprises me.
posted by skorp19 at 12:11 AM
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I keep checking in, to see if you've updated, and everytime I see this title I think "that would be a good slogan!" As long as it didn't come across as goth/emo.... lol
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