GROW UP
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| This cranky re-run is from April 2012, an election year. The more things change, the more they stay the same. |
I am sixty-nine years old. I have four children, three are grown-up one is headed for college. I have five grandchildren. I have heard it all when it comes to bickering and infantile fighting. I am tired of it. Enough is enough. The more things change the more they stay the same. When does it end? When will everyone just grow up and I will no longer hear any more of this crap:
You’re a big fat stupid head.
I know you are, but what am I?
You’re a dope
Am not.
Am too.
I’m rubber your glue what you say bounces off me and sticks to you.
Stop touching me.
Oh yeah?
Yeah!
I’m not touching you!
Jerk!
So’s your mother!
He poked me.
Did not.
Did so.
Idiot!
Sticks and stones can break my bones but names will never hurt me.
Sleezeball!
Liar!
Crook!
Flip-flopper!
Pinko!
Fascist!
Racist!
Uncle Tom!
Baby Killer!
Woman hater!
Hawk!
Dove!
LIBERAL!!
CONSERVATIVE!!
I hate presidential election years!
And they seem to start earlier and last longer than years past. We still have six more weary months to get through.
ReplyDeletebetty
what? They really carry on like this? I thought that was just on TV and we all know that TV is nothing like reality.
ReplyDeleteI remember my niece and nephew bickering early one morning, they were 6 & 4; my sister in law walked in there and said "why do I have to hear this? On a Sunday morning? Take it outside". "but it's raining" "then stop" and they did.
With 3 sisters I've probably heard it all - fortunately we seem to have outgrown it. I guess that's why none of us are politicians ...
ReplyDeleteYou've pretty much summed it up in about 400 words less than I would have used. I bow in your general direction, sir.
ReplyDeleteThis does reflect more the stupidity and lack of work on the part of voters than it does on the candidates.
ReplyDeleteEvery year seems to be election year anymore. You've pretty much sized it up too. This is spot on.
ReplyDeleteHave a fabulous day Cranky. My best to Mrs. Cranky. ☺
Me too. I now days either mute or fast forward through any election coverage. It is mind numbingly stupid.
ReplyDeleteI agree with Arkansas Patti....mind numbingly stupid says it all!
ReplyDeleteI had two brothers and a Sister. I can relate. They were all stupid heads and I didn't want them to even breath on me.
ReplyDeleteLisa
Amen!!
ReplyDeleteIt seems we're all in agreement.
ReplyDeleteMaybe someone will comment and admit the fun and excitement that he or she is having.
Oh... save this post for a 2020 Cranky re-run.
I don't think my childhood rants included calling anyone a fascist, but there were several people it would have applied to.
ReplyDeleteHahahahahaha. I think my favorite back seat squabble between my two youngest boys started out like this, "Brian put your arms down. Your armpits smell like burritos." Hahahaha. Why does every bodily function have to smell like food??? Another one, "Eeew, you farted and it smells like spaghetti." - Really?? - All from the boy children. My daughter is an angel and would never say such things. :)
ReplyDeleteThey are like bickering children, and as funny as it is in some ways, it's also gotten very tiresome.
ReplyDeleteI really with the mother of all mothers would step in and give the politicians a stern look and send them to their room.
ReplyDeleteLet each side pick a representative, and settle it with a bout of Rock 'em Sock 'em Robots.
ReplyDeleteOh, wait. Picking the representative would be a problem.
You forgot the crux of all siblings arguments:
ReplyDelete"MOM, HE'S LOOKING AT ME!!!"
Sad that adult politicians and their devotees still haven't gotten over the juvenile name-calling.
ReplyDeleteYou're preaching to the choir.
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