Eccentric Flower:199904/you dont want to hear it
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april twenty-first you don't want to hear it I wish people wouldn't contradict me when I tell them they don't want to hear me talk about a particular subject. See, I have certain ideas about what people expect, and if they're wrong, then I have to throw out all those ideas and start over again, and that's so much work! So don't do it. Just let me tell you what you want. It's much easier. OK, ok, I'm being evil. Nonetheless I do seem to have formed ideas about people's tastes (from where, I do not know), and even if I'm wrong about some of them, you may never know, because I habitually tread lightly there. I do not like to talk about my sex life here. Not because I don't enjoy talking about it - ahem - but because I'm pretty sure you don't want to hear. My current sexual frontier involves my rear end. Even if this were [Mouth_Organ|mouth organ]], where I expect the readers to not run screaming when the phrase "anal penetration" is used, I wouldn't talk about it - because I assume readers there come to hear opinions about sex and gender, not the details of the editor's private lives. Here, I assume that you do want to hear some details of my private life - it is, after all, a journal - but I won't write about it because I assume the readers here are moderately squeamish about such things. So either way, no way. My assumptions get me in trouble. I made an assumption about Al, based on his religious background, which left me red-faced this evening. I cannot apologize to him enough. Often my assumptions about what you don't want to hear are founded on my fear of hubris. I have resisted talking a little bit more about ways to classify music, because I was going to use my CD list from a few postcards back as discussion examples. Forget it. Just posting the list at all was self-indulgent. Ginkgo suggested I post my Heinlein comments that I made on the journals list here, so I could keep them. Perhaps ... but I don't think anyone wants my opinions on Heinlein either. Actually, I usually don't think anyone wants my opinions on anything. It's just that usually I offer them anyway. But sometimes my good sense catches me and I clam up. - - - I may not be writing for several days because I'll be out of town - depends on whether I feel like finding a web browser - so I should catch up a few loose ends. I knew when I made the "Sunscreen" comments that the original text is actually from a June 1997 column by writer Mary Schmich in the Chicago Tribune. I knew it, but I didn't bother to be wholly accurate about it. I should have; several people corrected me. I am amazed that people care. I still haven't heard the song, but parts of the original text are enough to put me off my lunch. I dislike that earnest feel-good stuff. Or had you guessed? Making a point by using satire is usually a much better approach with me. I am thrilled to see that people I actually don't know are using Nibelung! I hope that it catches on. It would help if my ISP would keep that URL working consistently. They say they've fixed it and I can stop directing people to impudence.com instead. Hmmm. Read this. I still say I'm too opinionated to be a good movie critic, oxymoronic as that may seem, but at least I know I wouldn't commit any of the crimes listed therein. I got a lot of interesting mail on the Colorado shootings after my mini-tirade was posted. Over in this week's mouth organ we depart from our usual diet and discuss it, so if you want my further thoughts on the matter, go there. I have been reading the words of a person who goes by the name of MellieBee. She says in one entry that she's clinically depressed. This makes her the most bouncy, bubbly, effervescent depressed person I have ever seen. Maybe she only writes on her good days? Anyway, I have some problems with the site design, and that same bubbliness might put some people off ... but in general I'm having a ball reading ... although I wonder what she sees in me. Back at the beginning of April she wrote an entry on the "Look at men - they don't fuss about their appearance the way we do" theme. I'm going to say a few words about that soon, but the short version is: It's a lie. Recent surveys show what I've been saying all along - that men do it too, they just don't tell anyone they're doing it. Both men and women are very concerned about their appearance, their upkeep, and their attractiveness to the opposite sex. Whether this is a healthy impulse for everyone that keeps us on our toes, or whether it just means we're all equally neurotic, remains to be seen.
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