Naturally, the Italians couldn’t possible tolerate a dull national anthem. It’s like grand opera.
Naturally, the Italians couldn’t possible tolerate a dull national anthem. It’s like grand opera.
Your mother may think you are clever and dote on your every word. You may have been brainwashed in our worthless education system to think that you have value just for breathing. You may even be a pillar in your community, a church elder, a school teacher or even a politician. In the end it doesn’t matter. Here at Coots, your opinion is worthless. If we wanted it, we would ask but we don’t have time to waste arguing about it. It’s a free country for now but every second we get pushed further and further into a world where we can’t say something because somebody else thinks different and we might offend them. Someone seems to have invented a civil right that makes is a crime to offend someone. While we still can; while there is still no addendum to the Bill of Rights to say that all us Americans have a God given right not to be offended, Coots is going on record to say that we don’t care what you think. You can think whatever stupid things you want. You can be a damn fool for all we care and we are pretty confident that you have everything it takes to be the best damn fool there is. We just don’t care. And we will tell you what a fool you are- as often as we can.
You would think that that would make us good guys in today’s feel-good world. It doesn’t seem to work that way. Unless you are Al Gore or the New York Times, society frowns on telling people what you think. Everybody is supposed to be smart enough to make up their own mind today. It is just that making up your own mind is reduced to parroting Al Gore or the New York Times. Being smart and making up your own mind is now nothing more than saying the right things at the right time. Nobody knows how to think for themselves or even that they aren’t thinking at all.
We don’t claim to be smart here at Coots. We don’t read the New York Times and we stay as far away from Al Gore as possible (when you get older, you just don’t like to be where it is cold). We do like to think, however. We think a lot. And when we think a lot we just can’t help blurting it all out. So we will. Disagree if you must. You can even add a comment to voice your disagreement. You can shout. You can scream. You can throw a tantrum. But in the end, we don’t care. We just don’t care what you think. We don’t care if you are offended. In fact, we hope you are. Somebody needs to straighten you out.
I have lived with feminists for all of my adult life. They have changed American life dramatically from the wholesome optimistic society of my youth in the 50’s to the pessimistic nanny state of today. Maybe feminists aren’t responsible for all the problems with America today. Still if there is something wrong with modern society that they didn’t cause, it is news to me.
So what is wrong with the feminists? Let me count the ways.
Since their rise to power in the 60’s feminists have been lauded for lifting women from their lowly place as guardians of hearth and home and the powers behind the throne to their new place in society- rulers of the world. Look around and tell me that the feminized nanny state is an improvement over survival of the fittest. We have a world today where the state makes sure to handicap anybody with superior abilities and facilitate and elevate weak-minded bureaucrats to run the place.
“But wait a minute,” you say . “Feminism was just about freeing women to be all they can be -to steal a phrase from the Army. “How could that damage society? All they were doing is helping women to find their proper place in society since it certainly wasn’t raising children. No, women deserved to be in charge. So today as we deal with all the misery and confusion that a few selfish, pretentious, ugly, misanthropic women have dumped on both men and women since then, nobody to this day has called them out for what they are-whining losers. Well Today that is going to stop. Betty Friedan, Gloria Steinem, Carol Hanisch, and all you others, Today The Cantankerous Old Coots are calling you out for what you are. Coot’s say down with feminists.
It started innocently enough. Women were being held down, we heard, by cultural conditioning that defined a secondary role for women. Women were discouraged from having careers, barred from studying math and science and undervalued in the workplace. It seemed benign to make some adjustments to ‘level the playing field’ so to speak. And so it all began. As did all the unintended consequences.
It is interesting how these changes happened. It wasn’t that these loud, ugly and pretentious feminists were anything new. There have always been loud, ugly and pretentious women with dumb ideas. It is just that after the 60’s they had support from a fawning media that wanted change (it sounds just like the Obama campaign). And over time, America started to get the message. Once our principles about society , gender roles and responsibilities were softened up and the evil male domination of society was exposed and demonized, the snowball kept rolling and growing all by itself. Soon, it was apparent to all but the most stubborn diehard chauvinist pigs that men had no place in society once you removed them from control. Women didn’t need men! A turkey baster would do. Women had everything they needed to make the world a better place. Women could do anything that a man can do and more besides. Men were violent, controlling and self serving unlike caring, nurturing women. How many times have you heard the propaganda about what a wonderful, peaceful world we would have if women were in control?
And if you believe that, you probably never had a woman boss.
It soon became important to beat down the male dominated world view. Women needed careers. They needed a life of their own away from their oppressive husbands and clinging kids. Women could have it all. Men are abusers. Women are nurturers. So we juggled the books to make sure that what didn’t happen naturally was mandated by the nanny state. You don’t want to watch woman’s basketball? Too bad because colleges must spend equal amounts on men’s and women’s sports. You think that two parents are the way nature intended for children to grow up? You are just an evil male supporting child abuse and wife-beating.
Gradually, this idea became socially acceptable enough that government created laws and eventually the legal system added more feminization to society. Schools became so feminized that male students stopped attending. School and education is now female dominated and scorned by real men (excepting athletes).
It may be too late to turn this around. There may not be enough real men left. There may be too few women who understand what they have lost when they beat the testosterone out of America and out of their sperm donors. But for what it is worth, this Coot is taking a stand today against feminism. I urge you to take a stand as well. Let’s take a small first step for mankind and help restore our language to sanity. Let’s stamp out flipping pronouns. First lets take back the English language. Later we can take back society.
Last week it seemed that we had turned the corner on bad news. This week it’s a struggle. What we have this week is news that is good only with a contrived explanation. We still have a lousy economy and a government that refuses to act on our behalf instead of its own. Finding any stories that have even a slight bit of good about them this week is a real stretch. Still, I feel that I owe our readers to give it the old college try.
So lets start our with the best shot. We’ve got a three-legged turtle that’s been given a new start in life. No more dragging that heavy shell around. He’s got wheels!
We have to go overseas for the next story. It may not be good news either but at least it makes me chuckle. I’m sick of hearing all the time about how good the old British Parliament runs with all its old traditions and all. So I was pleased to learn that the stodgy old institution can get a bit rowdy at times, even clownish. Why can’t our government make things more fun like the Brits?
Social media is all the rage these days. People are Tweeting and Facebooking every trivial event in their lives. It’s not been all that good for politicians as former Congressman Weiner discovered. There may still be hope that Social Media can find it’s place in government with Hugo Chavez leading the way.
On the economic front this week, the best we can do it report that our President having established his legacy by changing our country is thinking about where to put his Library so we all can relive his triumph. One lucky city will get the honor (and economic boost) from his decision. It seems the President is torn between his childhood home town of Honolulu and Chicago where he learned his politics. At least we will be getting him out of DC.
It’s hard to look at this next story. The Los Angeles Dodgers are a baseball tradition. Back when I was in high school they were the Brooklyn Dodgers. I still remember rooting for them against the hated Yankees. Then for all my years in Los Angeles, they were the local team with their share of victories until their recent ownership troubles. It’s hard to watch a baseball tradition brought down by an ugly divorce but even harder to accept that the team has to declare bankruptcy. Well a court has decided to reject their proposal. At least for now the Dodgers can hold their heads up. Too bad they can’t do any thing about the owners.
Finally, maybe the best labor news yet. We haven’t seen much in the way of strikes and labor protests with the terrible economy (even the union goons are too smart for that) but now there is a twist for Las Vegas that make unions look good again. Finally we have a labor protest we can support. The Las Vegas showgirls have got my attention.
So that’s what we have for this week here at the Coots News Service. It may be a poor showing but it’s the best we could find. If you think you can do better, then just chime in with your bulletin below.
The whole idea of ‘vim and vigor’ used to amuse me. It seemed old fashioned, the kind of remark that my grandma would make. Of course that was back when I had it. Now that I’m older than my grandmother, it’s not so funny.
The dictionary says it means strength and enthusiasm, qualities which are becoming more elusive with each passing day. I never thought that ‘vim’ was an actual English word. I learn now that it is; derived from the Latin for strength. It doesn’t matter because, for me, ‘vim’ is a quality in short supply.
These days I find I’m spending half the day finding the ‘vim and vigor’ to get our of bed. I don’t feel old exactly- although I couldn’t tell what that might mean. I can find the energy to get up and at ’em eventually and when I do I feel just as capable of taking on the day as ever. It’s just that the sense of urgency is gone. Getting up is driven more by a full bladder than eagerness to take on the day.
I have plans, hopes and dreams just like always. What is misssing these days is the urgency. Even more I have the feeling that I’ll be much more energetic if I lie here just a few minutes more. Certainly the body is less willing these days. What troubles me more is the realization that so is my mind.
C’est la vie. Continue reading »