Sure there are things in this world that should be taken seriously: poverty, hunger, disease, famine, war, racism, sexism, homophobia, addiction. I will not be making jokes about any of those subjects. They are worthy of earnest discussion. Let's face it, though: how many of us discuss poverty or homophobia over a large order of fries at McDonald's?
My daughter is not having a good night. She just went to the AT&T store with my wife and sister to pick out a new phone, since her new Samsung Galaxy Note 7 was recalled for having a tendency to explode. Well, something went down that did not please my daughter. A phone was ordered for her. I'm not sure if it was the phone she wanted or not. All I do know is that there were tears, shouts, and slamming doors afterwards.
I want to tell my daughter that, whether she gets an iPhone 7 or 6s, it's not going to bring about gender equality in the world or cure cancer. She's taking it way too seriously.
Maybe Saint Marty should let her read a Richard Brautigan poem.
I Feel Horrible. She Doesn't
by: Richard Brautigan
I feel horrible. She doesn’t
love me and I wander around
the house like a sewing machine
that’s just finished sewing
a turd to a garbage can lid.
|Speaking of turds . . .|