Good Long Talks
Well, who would have ever thought "Meet the Parents" would result in an hour-long, deep conversation about moral philosophy?
Seriously, though... Andy was getting a bit bothered by my enthusiastic responses to the movie (namely, my difficulty watching people making idiots of themselves). So I paused the movie and we talked about it... which lead rather neatly into when we went to the Vagina Monologues. See, there was this one part where a woman on stage (not part of the play itself, but rather part of the intermission) was telling a story of what happened to her and she ended with something along the lines of "And then I found God and his love and protection allow me to be happy today!" I disagree with such usage of the Almighty (being an atheist and all), so I averted my eyes and squeezed Andy's hand. She took issue with this... but only brought it up now. Her belief is that by visibly displaying how I felt, I'm making my feelings public... that "everyone" could know I dislike what's being said and some of them may be insulted. My response, of course, was that it was kinda the point... I want people to know I disagree with what's being said. That it's everyone's right (and responsibility, to a degree) to make it known when they disagree with something... otherwise things like racism and mysogny would have remained perfectly acceptable (keep in mind that these were publically acceptable things not so long ago). Eventually Andy agreed with me, but it made her kinda sad... she felt sad that she isn't as mature as me (I know... weird... I'd say she's better off most of the time, but it's a question of perception). We went to bed, kept talking for awhile until she didn't feel so bad any more, and then had sex (which was really quite exceptional). Finally dropped off around midnight.
Woke up far too early this morning (6:15-ish), but that's because tonight... I have Kendo! Yay! Next week is the in-club tournament that I'm not allowed to compete in... I'd love to ref, but there's no way I'm experienced enough yet. I'll probably end up time or score keeping... which is fine, but I'd have loved to actually compete. Oh well... I probably would have lost my first match or something. And I'm competing in Cleveland, so hopefully I'll do okay there!
Seriously, though... Andy was getting a bit bothered by my enthusiastic responses to the movie (namely, my difficulty watching people making idiots of themselves). So I paused the movie and we talked about it... which lead rather neatly into when we went to the Vagina Monologues. See, there was this one part where a woman on stage (not part of the play itself, but rather part of the intermission) was telling a story of what happened to her and she ended with something along the lines of "And then I found God and his love and protection allow me to be happy today!" I disagree with such usage of the Almighty (being an atheist and all), so I averted my eyes and squeezed Andy's hand. She took issue with this... but only brought it up now. Her belief is that by visibly displaying how I felt, I'm making my feelings public... that "everyone" could know I dislike what's being said and some of them may be insulted. My response, of course, was that it was kinda the point... I want people to know I disagree with what's being said. That it's everyone's right (and responsibility, to a degree) to make it known when they disagree with something... otherwise things like racism and mysogny would have remained perfectly acceptable (keep in mind that these were publically acceptable things not so long ago). Eventually Andy agreed with me, but it made her kinda sad... she felt sad that she isn't as mature as me (I know... weird... I'd say she's better off most of the time, but it's a question of perception). We went to bed, kept talking for awhile until she didn't feel so bad any more, and then had sex (which was really quite exceptional). Finally dropped off around midnight.
Woke up far too early this morning (6:15-ish), but that's because tonight... I have Kendo! Yay! Next week is the in-club tournament that I'm not allowed to compete in... I'd love to ref, but there's no way I'm experienced enough yet. I'll probably end up time or score keeping... which is fine, but I'd have loved to actually compete. Oh well... I probably would have lost my first match or something. And I'm competing in Cleveland, so hopefully I'll do okay there!
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