I don’t care if I offend you. If I haven’t offended you, stick around, it will happen eventually. When it happens, I don’t care if you’re offended. 99.9% of the time, the reason you get offended by something I say has more to do with “emotion” and hardly anything to do with “the truth”. The truth is, I am right 99.9% of the time. That may in fact, offend you. And you see, I don’t care. I am right because I use logic and reason to come to a conclusion without much focus on emotion. “Feelings” don’t make things “right”. Feelings get in the way of truth and righteousness because someone *feels* a certain way. It’s all bullshit.
That’s not to say I don’t have a heart (and I don’t much give a damn if you believe that or not either, what you perceive isn’t relevant to me and for most folks, that pisses them off a little, either way, I don’t give a damn about that either). I have a heart about things that matter, not about how you *feel* when it comes to certain things, such as the folks in California that are going through a drought. Yes, it sucks, but they brought it on themselves and they have the means to leave California. How did they bring it upon themselves? That’s a long story, but the bottom line is, they allowed a minority within their population (tree huggers) to stop attempts to create reservoirs that would have stopped some of the flow of their clean fresh water from being dumped into the oceans, all for the sake of some little minnow or some such non-sense. They made their bed, they may now lie in it. Screw California, the civilians, the tree huggers, their kids and the rest of the people out there. If you want to live there and deal with that, that’s YOUR CHOICE. You have the ability to freely travel among the Fifty States, I suggest you do so. Move. Get out. Don’t whine. Just leave.
I was once told by Martha from Hacienda (local Mexican Restaurant) that I was “racist” and she was “offended” because I posted the following image to Facebook:
I said nothing about a particular “race”. I went on to explain to her the definition of “Racism” which is:
rac·ismˈrāˌsizəm/nounnoun: racism
The above referenced image touched a nerve in Martha. Why? Of course I have no proof of why, but I can speculate and through speculation, I believe she was pissed because she thought I was only referring to illegal aliens from Mexico, which is not correct. I was speaking about all illegal aliens. They are illegally in the country and they are foreign aliens. It’s very cut and dry. However, because of FEELINGS, I was in the wrong (in her mind) and treated accordingly. What the logical and reasonable answer was, had no bearing in her mind on what I was saying, only the fact that something close to her was being affected in a manner she didn’t care for.
The only reason the above scenario meant anything to me was that Hacienda was a great Mexican restaurant and I liked to eat there. After our little tiff, I haven’t stepped foot in that place in going on 4 years (and I see no reason to do so, now that there’s another good Mexican joint in town). So, because of her ignorance, they lost a customer for life. Say what you will, but I was 100% in the right and they lost a small amount of business because of it. That’s how I roll and that’s how a free market works itself out.
