Showing posts with label taboo. Show all posts
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Saturday, November 10, 2007

Talkin' Tabooni? -- The "art" and "science" of talking about things that freak people out



Here's a one act you can read. (Plays are a great way of saying "I'm not saying, I'm just saying"

SCENE: Inside sparsely decorated corner apartment overlooking a beautiful Fall to Winter park.

BLONDIE A mean spirited, deeply enraged, slightly dyslexic 30 year old woman is sitting on the couch in front of her computer. She is talking on the phone: What's that you say? Sperm made contact with your egg and so the miracle of life is happening inside your uterus?

OFF STAGE You can hear the woman on the other line talking to Blondie

RETINA an elegant, dignified and grossly attractive lady with an appetite for deep religious thinking and exquisite taste in men:
Can you believe it? Isn't this great?

Blondie:
Gimme a break.

RETINA:
OH my god! Oh my god! Oh my god. Who do you think you are? You are a monster! I am giving birth! In 9 months I will be holding a baby! I didn't want to tell you! I'm pregnant and really confused! I hate you!

BLONDIE:
Wow. I'm sorry. You told me because you wanted me to be happy for you? How weird.

RETINA:
I am not seeking your approval! This is a big deal for me and I wanted to share it with you.

BLONDIE:
Really?

THE END

There really is no nice way to tell someone you are not impressed with their euphoric expression of fulfillment.

So don't say anything? Ever? Only behind people's backs (oh and those paranoids really hate it when you do that, know why? because that means they wouldn't be paranoid. They'd be clairvoyants.)

Just don't say anything at all. Because(and I quote from someone who really knows what they are talking about - not.)"what makes someone a friend is their respect for you as a human being and an individual.". SO by not saying anything I am respecting their right to do whatever they want. But if I don't also celebrate the news am I also not respecting my friend?

Non-breeders have rights. Do they have the right to remain silent?

I don't think so...

Breeders have the entire greeting card industry, the catholic church and the tax system behind them. Do they really need a Non-breeder's support?

Holy crap.

Maybe one reason pregnant women freak out if they aren't met with the warmest wishes of joy and happiness is because of a thing called cellular memory. Something in their DNA is telling them "WAIT!, Don't rush into this! It's really, really, really, really important for you to have a large quantity of support on this matter of creating a new human!".

Does anyone want to help clarify this issue for me?

Just to make things a little bit more confusing:

Albumn cover art?