I HATE Hate

I feel like death on a cracker.  Literally.  I've been unable to sleep for the past two nights because my throat is freakin' KILLING me!  I've considered cutting off my head to stop the pain, but I'm afraid of dying.  I've got kids to corrupt rear; now is just not a good time for me.  K?

I guess that's why I'm so damn irritable.  I've got my panties in a wad today.  My feathers are ruffled.  Still, I am able to find some humor.  I try to never take myself too seriously.  I learned that the hard way.  As soon as you start to think you are all that and a bag of chips, you will walk out of the bathroom with your skirt tucked into your pantyhose.  Been there; done that.  I've got the t-shirt.

Now why can't the rest of you do the same????!!!???  Dammit, Man!  Quit hating!

Sorry, I'm not talking about you.  I'm only referring to Mr. Negativity and his girlfriend, Ms. Tight-Ass.  Honestly, why do some folks find it necessary to rant and rave about every freakin' thing?!?  Furthermore, how can they be so angry and full of hatred towards folks they do not even know?

For instance, I just saw someone on Facebook make a comment about how they hated the CEO of BP.  REALLY?!?  I'm as pissed as anyone about the oil spill in the Gulf.  Biloxi is my home.  The fishing and shrimping industries have always been vital to the economy down there.  That oil spill is effn' with the livelihood of some good, hard-working folks.  That really, really, REALLY sucks! 

But I don't hate Mr. CEO.  I really don't think when he heard of the explosion, he said, "Aw, screw it!  Those men who died can easily be replaced.  That oil spilling out into the Gulf is just a minor inconvenience.  I'm rich so I don't care.  Hell, I don't eat seafood any way."

Instead, I think his morning thoughts went more like this,  "HOLY SHIT!!!" 

I seriously doubt that he caused that explosion for kicks.  I'm going to go even further by saying that I don't believe he ever expected that their initial efforts at stopping the leak would fail.  Do I think he's done all he can to rectify the situation?  Hell, I don't know.  Maybe.  Maybe not.  He's probably done as much as most of us could do as individuals.  I don't have his job nor do I want it.  That oil spill is much bigger than one man.  Or one company, for that matter. 

Then I saw another comment that put me in a tizzy.  One person was talking about how much she HATES Obama.  I think her exact words were, "I hate Obama even more than I hated Bill Clinton!"  Really?!?  I didn't even know you were acquainted with either men.  Hmmm...  Did Obama's dog poop on your lawn or something?  Did Bill refuse to leave his DNA on your blue dress???  Or maybe he killed your first born with an ice pick? 

Before you start hating, let me add that I AM. NOT. A DEMOCRAT.  I'm not a Republican either.  I'm an economist who tries to base my vote on my assessment of the current economic health of the nation.  (Shut up.  I'm serious.)  Sometimes I'm right; sometimes I'm wrong.  NEVER, EVER do I vote for one because I HATE another.  How freakin' silly!  Oooh, don't vote for him.  He's got beady eyes and refuses to sing "Take Me Out to the Ball Game" during the 7th inning stretch.  Antichrist!!

Please, give me a break.  I'm sick of folks spewing hatred towards others for no apparent reason other than they have miserable lives and love to spread their misery.  Don't hate Mr. CEO because he has a 7 figure income.  Don't hate Obama because he's biracial and has non-Christian DNA in his body. *insert MORTIFIED GASP here* 

It is okay to dislike Mr. CEO's tactics or Mr. Obama's policies.  It is not okay to HATE them.  Neither of them have personally done anything to you!

That, my dear friends, is why I love blogging.  I can say what I want to say without being interrupted.  You may now proceed with your LB-bashing.  Just don't hate me because I'm beautiful!  Unless, of course, I let my dog poop on your lawn...

Uuuggghhh, I'm ill!  I'm totally reconsidering that beheading...