Showing posts with label Judgemental. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Judgemental. Show all posts

Monday, February 21, 2011

A Letter from Dr James Dobson in my mailbox??

I received a letter this week (on paper, via mail) signed from Dr. James Dobson, and Focus on the Family. I was just able to read it, and was very unsettled- wait... ANGRY. Particularly by his suggestion that we should shield our daughters from cultural influences that will encourage them to come home with piercings, hair dyed green, orange, purple, and pink, and *gasp* become lesbians. This is the most ridiculous and offensive assumption. I could go ON and ON. Seriously? The letter starts by talking about issues with child pornography, two 7 year olds in California who were naked in the classroom with the teacher present... (which is horrifying) and then discusses the new MTV Series SKINS (which I am really not interested in.... am mildly sickened by, and also recognize that it's on CABLE and not on "regular" broadcast TV... I don't let my children watch MTV... so.....) and then proceeds to place same sex relationships and piercings at a similar level? My respect for this man has just dropped. By at least 50%.

I wish he was focusing more on ways to make our children confident and loving, and teach them morals that we hope will carry them through their lifetimes.... As a mother, will I be more effective spending my time on my own children, and preparing them for what is out there in this world, and empowering them to make educated and responsible decisions no matter what others are doing.... or more effective sending money to Dr. James Dobson and attacking lesbians? Seriously?

I was also particularly disgusted by his mention (which he is quoting from his newest book "Bringing Up Girls" which I had considered purchasing- emphasis on HAD!!!!) that our girls could become "brash, loud, and aggressive in their relationships with males." Versus what? Meek and submissive? Oh yes. Don't teach your daughters to speak their minds, stand up for themselves, or ask for equal rights and treatment. That would bad! And he goes on further to say "Is it your desire that they imitate rogue masculine behavior, such as being quick-tempered, immodest, insensitive, and disrespectful to others? Do you want them to be foulmouthed, cruel, rude, profane and discourteous?" He continues to say that popular culture will take care of these things for us, corrupting our "vulnerable little girls."

I am sure that everyone knows that boys and girls are different, and that girls can be sweet in certain ways while boys can be more agressive and rambunctious. But to assert that society is doing our girls a disservice by making them loud and aggressive, really really irks me. The last thing I will do is raise my daughter to be meek and submissive towards men... I'd rather her be a pierced, tattooed, independent woman who is true to herself and others.... I'd rather her be a *gasp* lesbian. I'd rather her be open-minded, caring, and accepting of all people.... than closed-minded, meek, and judgmental, and in an unhappy marriage.

I have heard Dr. James Dobson and Focus on the Family say many things and give several pieces of advice that I believe it, but this time I have heard, unquestionably, things that absolutely disgust and offend me. Judgments that I (and many other parents) work very diligently to prevent our children from passing. Not to mention protect them from being the judged in their future lives.

This letter gave me a sneak peek into exactly what propaganda Dr. Dobson uses to sell his books. It was almost like I was given an "inside look" at a very politically incorrect side of Focus on the Family. Which has no place in my family.

When he mentioned that he wants to help us raise God-fearing children, I actually laughed out loud.

This letter was included with my card and a pre-addressed envelope for me to send my donation back to help support this campaign. Right.

Monday, October 09, 2006

What Goes Around.....

I am gonna get all judgemental and catty here for a bit.

Going to lunch at 4:00 this evening (again, it's when I remembered that I hadn't eaten yet. I am all screwed up) and there is a cop on 6th street. Now first let me say that he was pretty damn close to entrapment, if you were coming from the south and speeding, you were gonna get nailed because he was parked perpindicular to a white semi with a large trailer. You couldn't see him till it was WAYY too late. From the north, you had the stretch of road where EVERYONE goes above the speed limit. That's the reason most people TAKE that road, so that they can avoid traffic and stop lights. Of course the City of Princeton puts more stop signs on that road every month, in what I believe is an attempt to slow us all down.

So I am coming from the south, heading north, meeting people who are speeding. Trying to make the "there's a cop ahead" flash with meaningful eye contact. I see one chick who I meet at the stop sign of 6th and route 34, and First she's screwing around at the stop sign and not going, when it's her turn. Everyone there is looking at her like "come ON lady!" She was probably 40. She had the "MILF" thing going on. Hair in a ponytail, sunglasses, and the whole "I am SOOOO Better than you" look on her face. She turned in front of me and I was just instantly disliking her.

It may have been the "I have a 15 carat wedding ring and my husband bought me this car" look on her face, which I also can personally transmit to the "I was the cheerleading slut in high school who flipped up her skirt and took it from behind from all the football players behind the equiptment shed before games." look. Yep. Mmm-hmm. You know the one. My shit don't stink, "check out my new car", and "How much is left on my charge card daddy?"

And I was just thinking "wow. I so hope that you get nailed by that cop." because she also had that "I don't ever get into trouble and I do whatever I want" look on her face, also translated to "When I was a sophomore I dated seniors and then I wrecked a Hurst 442 collector's car that my daddy gave me because I was so trashed. The EMT's found my car in the ditch and me in the passenger seat without a seatbelt on, passed out drunk." And then the whole "but I didn't get into trouble (no arrest, no tickets, everything hush hush) or anything because of my last name- so daddy rewarded my behavior and bought me a brand new purple/blue beretta instead." (It was probably an '86 or '87 Olds Cutlass Supreme Hurst 442, black with silver- red striped decals..... Beautiful. This is all hypothetically speaking, of course.)

So on the way back from lunch, just 15 minutes later, low and behold... MILF was pulled over AND getting a ticket from a dashing young officer who obviously knew her type. I am guessing that he was the guy who the football players made fun of in high school and he probably took one look at her and thought "You're the bitch that wrecked the Hurst 442. You are getting a ticket today." But I am sure she paid cash... right? Or maybe she just thought she would be back to the squad car and sort it all out with him?

LOL. Okay done now. How's that for judgemental?
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