Good Morning Guests of the New Order,
It’s really not much of a stretch to think we’ve somehow evolved into something uncommon. We reinforce this notion several times a day thinking just how glad we are not to be ‘them.’ It’s beyond bizarre that we (and you know who you are) collectively think our shit doesn’t stink! Look, if I were to stack all the peccadilloes embraced by my associates and co-workers, it would dwarf downtown Denver’s skyline! Yet it’s as if nobody notices! We stroll past each other pretending not to see the 5lbs of metal stabbed through some dipshit’s tattooed face, and avert our gaze. As stated many times, fat women should be legally banned from wearing Spandex! It’s as if they’ve never looked in a mirror; they should be arrested immediately! Now be honest here, how many times have you wanted to dress somebody down for their unfathomable decisions regarding self-expression? Sure we’ve all thought it, but none of us have the resolve to go beyond ‘the’ inside voice save one. Our beloved senior associate and rules committee member has taken it upon themselves to vocalize their displeasure of women sporting tattoos.
I need to walk on egg-shells here because this accounting actually involves two associates; the plaintiff, and a friend of the accused. Since returning to active participation in the rules committee it’s clear the day to day assault on their sensibilities has taken a toll. The elevation of disdain and impatience is obvious to all. Without much warning our good friend began the tirade going on and on about the woman engaged in conversation with one of our own. Her arms were heavily tattooed including several patterns that circled her neck. Then with equal enthusiasm our only female bartender was assaulted who also displays extreme body art. I reminded our crapulous friend this woman is the current love interest of Dan the Bartender! This stopped him cold! It seems if beer-flow is even remotely threatened; compromises will ensue.
As I unfold the rest of the story I think it fair to state I heard the following second hand from an often times reliable source. Nevertheless I find it credible. Our well intentioned associate followed the younger curmudgeon ‘in training’ and his female guest outside to smoke. Ever willing to engage anyone making eye contact, our committee member began to personally assault this woman for her tats. “You realize those things make you look like a whore?” said directly to her face. “You realize you’re a fucking asshole and I don’t give a shit what you think?” she replied needing no help defending herself. This went on nearly an hour before the junior curmudgeon finally intervened. “That’s enough poopy-pants…..go on back to your seat and shut up,” threatening to kick somebody’s ass. This seemed to defuse the situation and they went quietly back to their eastside corner seat.
While I don’t want to overstate the above incident, but I think it’s indicative of a generation in decline clashing with a new generation raised in political correctness from birth. The fading generation fully understands the finite nature of time left to us and is less concerned with hurt feelings zeroing in on abject truth. While not condoning this frontal assault I do understand from wince it came. Speak the truth and speak it often is real communication leaving no room for malversation. PC ALWAYS opens the door to spin or miss completely the intended lesson. When trying to sugarcoat truth with excuses or justified actions that mitigate the severity of an issue, the spared individual is actually done a disservice. The older generation knows this and has little patience for sparing an asshole’s feelings.
Let’s all speak the truth!