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Okay, I'm generally stressed and fatigued from the renovations we're doing, but I also have a lot of unexpressed anger about various issues. These factors came together and had me yelling at two Latter Day Saints boys who showed up on my doorstep on Monday evening.
We were having dinner in our improvised basement kitchen when the doorbell (which is hanging by its wires from the ceiling) rang. I came up the back steps, climbed over the rubble in the main floor and found the two "elders" on the front porch. One, of Anglo heritage, was pasty and unpleasant looking, but the Chinese kid with the spiky hair was rather hot. For my part, I had my hoody up which made me look like a deranged monk. Rasputin perhaps.
I found all the unexpressed anger over Prop 8 suddenly rising to the fore, and before I knew it, I was tearing into these young men, saying, "It's disgraceful the millions your church poured into another state to help spread hatred, etc." I felt like I had no control over my mouth or anger, which is embarrassing, and yet I was quite articulate, which pleases me.
I finished with, "I hope that you use your travels to broaden your viewpoint, not narrow the views of others." I slammed the door and returned to dinner.
In an ideal world, I would calmly spoken to them about their beliefs and educated them as best I could. I know that's a better way. But what happened, happened, and it might be good for them to see the effect their church's message of "love" has on real people in the real world.
Mmm, he was real cute. Anime cute.
We were having dinner in our improvised basement kitchen when the doorbell (which is hanging by its wires from the ceiling) rang. I came up the back steps, climbed over the rubble in the main floor and found the two "elders" on the front porch. One, of Anglo heritage, was pasty and unpleasant looking, but the Chinese kid with the spiky hair was rather hot. For my part, I had my hoody up which made me look like a deranged monk. Rasputin perhaps.
I found all the unexpressed anger over Prop 8 suddenly rising to the fore, and before I knew it, I was tearing into these young men, saying, "It's disgraceful the millions your church poured into another state to help spread hatred, etc." I felt like I had no control over my mouth or anger, which is embarrassing, and yet I was quite articulate, which pleases me.
I finished with, "I hope that you use your travels to broaden your viewpoint, not narrow the views of others." I slammed the door and returned to dinner.
In an ideal world, I would calmly spoken to them about their beliefs and educated them as best I could. I know that's a better way. But what happened, happened, and it might be good for them to see the effect their church's message of "love" has on real people in the real world.
Mmm, he was real cute. Anime cute.
