Monday, July 9, 2007

Rudeness

OK, I just caught Michael Moore's appearance on Wolf Blitzer. If there is one thing that really really pisses me off, it's bad manners. There is a limited amount of courtesy and decency that we have to extend to the people around us. No matter how pissed off we are. No matter how "right" we are. We owe it to the continued maintenance of civilization to keep our cool when we are hot under the collar.

And I'm aware of how difficult this is in practice. Remember, I spend my day dealing with the investing public.

For me, Michael Moore is an instant flashback to my college years. Specifically, he stands as a reminder that I've stayed too long at a party.

We've all had it happen. College party, outdoors, loud music, full keg and a graphics bong in the house. The crowd dwindles and you find yourself conversing with the partygoer who has managed to drive everyone else away. A fat slob with a sardonic giggle. A humorless (or, mean-spirited humor, the two are often confused and there is little difference between them) bitter man (he is always male) with an ax to grind and a manner that puts people on the defensive. A man who desperately needs a blowjob. And will be hard-pressed in getting one.

His politics may be right-wing. They may be left-wing. They will, however, be strident and extreme. And he will brook no dissent. You will be lucky to get a word in edgewise. He has always been right. You have always been wrong. There is no room for ambiguity. He is fat, socially inept, vulgar, rude and correct.

And the fact that you're stuck talking to him means that you should have left the party half an hour ago.

Rudeness can take many forms. It could be inviting your friends over for a party that is actually an Amway (or some MLM scheme) sales meeting. It could be skipping on out on a bar tab and leaving your compatriots to pay for your drinks. It could be monopolizing the conversation.

Or, it could be trying to "guilt" someone you've slept with into a relationship.

I am very very careful on this point. I never make promises to the women I date. I keep my options open and I don't hide the fact that I'm dating a couple women at any given time. So by inserting my penis in your vagina I've now obligated myself to go apartment hunting with you?

Yes, I realize what you're risking for me. I realize there are other boyfriend options you could have pursued. All I ask is, take me at face value. Take it for what it is. If that's not enough, then leave it. No promises, no regrets. Why is that so hard to understand?

5 comments:

Anonymous said...

Hey - I just started reading your blog. Nice work. You seem like an OK guy... and if you are from Iowa, you're cool to me. :)

Have a good one.

Anonymous said...

yeah we have all come across those types of guys...except the guy i came across like that was extremely good-looking not fat and very pretenious...acted like he owned everyone and insulted everyone..sigh, what a waste of a handsome face:(

Viv said...

Hey, I found your blog through Madison, and I've been lurking for a little bit, but I just had to say, I've never heard someone sum up Michael Moore so well. Even when I agree with his politics, I don't agree with HIM because I feel that he uses extreme, and not always truthful, measures to get his point across. Which really, just makes the rest of us look bad.

Anonymous said...

I agree fully with your opinion on Michael Moore. I, too, caught that interview. 10 minutes is a long time to listen to someone like that rant. He uses questionable means to "investigate" and interview. I'm not sure if it's Sicko or a different one, but he claimed to not be allowed to interview certain people and provded much drama regarding this (and made a big stink). When in reality, he interviewed them. He just didn't want the public to know because it added to the effect of his documentary.

Alice said...

The "sex doesn't equal relationship" thing? It is not hard for me to understand, and I wish more people would just be upfront and realistic about this kind of stuff. Sometimes, it just is what it is. I'm with you, D.