Rosie-Colored Glasses:Available Only In Black And White

I am sick to DEATH of bullies. Especially Hollywood bullies. Especially Hollywood bullies who think that their Hollywood abilities make them unequivocal political experts. ESPECIALLY Hollywood bullies who think that their "expertise" shrouds them in an invisible forcefield of omniscient wonder.

Yes, I am talking about Rosie O'Donnell. And I almost hate that I am talking about Rosie O'Donnell and/or politics. I try to avoid that overall, mainly because I am fully aware that there are people out there much more qualified to discuss politics than freaking me.

But I do know more than I might seem, and I DO know this: Free speech is free speech. Don't herald free speech under the guise of political objectivity, then not allow others to speak. It's hypocritical and also makes you look really stupid. And also like a bully.

Believe what you believe, but don't toot your own horn as the most open-minded person in the world...while not letting other people open their own minds as well.

Seriously, I just watched that "View" nonsense, and good grief. That whole thing, where someone shouts in the other's FACE, while going "YES OR NO, YES OR NO" -- that is right up there with hanging up on someone, in that it is a total dick move. The only time you are allowed to do that and not be a complete asshole is if you are a lawyer. Which, question sufficiently begged har har.

Go ahead, throw rocks at me if you'd like, I stand by this. And no, I don't think Elisabeth Hasselbeck is always right. And no, I don't think Rosie O'Donnell is always wrong. That's the thing. We can form our own opinions. When was it written that in order to be a politically viable member of society, we had to paint ourselves all one color, go out there and freaking wave the battle flag and tow the party line?

I am constantly disappointing and frustrating people. Because I believe one thing, many people automatically assume that I will subscribe to each of their beliefs, each of their causes. Don't think for yourself; don't question. You believe a, you must believe b, c, and d, or better yet e, a blanket trust in All Of The Above.

But sometimes I believe in a, but not b, c, or d. Or maybe just a and c! Or you know what? Sometimes I just might believe in a, b, c, AND d, but will NOT pick e, just because. My mind belongs to me and only me. I am a truth seeker, and even love learning that I'm wrong sometimes, but God help me on the day that I hand my mind over to someone else to fill in and color according to his or her own agenda.

Times have possibly never been in greater upheaval, but the thing about upheaval is that within it can often lie extremely powerful opportunities -- for change, for growth, for a greater awareness, even if that awareness comes posthumously in the stories that are told. What do we want our story to tell? That with all the information we had at our fingertips, the best we could still do was "WAR BAD"/"WAR GOOD"? If that's the case, then maybe that "Cavemen" pilot is a lot more insidiously brilliant than I'd thought.

Seriously. Let's take a moment. Breathe and look in the mirror. Are you God? No? Am I God? No. Excellent. Now we're getting somewhere.





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