April 30, 2023
Last day of the month, here we are. I want to start this Thoughts paper with a thought from yesterday. I was in a van of older gentlemen and they started talking about comedians. One of them said he doesn’t like female comedians that speak vulgarly. As part of that, he mentioned comedians that talk about their period. Someone else mentioned Amy Schumer as an example of one of these comedians. As if all this wasn’t bad already, he said she’s ugly, and they all agreed with him. As nicely as I could with the fury raging inside me, I told them I watched Amy Schumer, and she had a skit on her show that started out with dialogue from male executives that was exactly like what they had just said. I pointed out that many male comedians are vulgar. Someone mentioned that Bill Cosby was never vulgar, but admitted you can’t really use him in a discussion of good behavior these days.
When I got back to the office, I had to tell our female lead about the discussion. She agreed it was a disturbing but typical conversation by old men. Another old man lead spoke up and said Amy Schumer is ugly. He didn’t see what the problem was. I told him to quit acting like an old man. I tried to explain to him he wouldn’t call out a male comedian for being ugly, but he got bored with the subject. My main thought on all these sexist old men is one of disappointment. They stopped their attitudes about women somewhere in the 1970s. I can’t believe these discussions are still taking place in 2023.
I watch more female led comedies than most men. Comedies with mainly male casts don’t appeal to me. I’m more educated about women’s issues than these old men combined. They probably have wives, sisters, mothers, and female friends, but they don’t listen to them long enough to actually get to know them. I know about periods and I can handle talking about them. I’d rather hear about a women’s period than a discussion of any sport. Watching sports or other male-centric forms of entertainment keep old men’s minds in the past. It’s not enough to tolerate the women around them. They need to understand that women have dealt with ignorant old men like them their whole lives. They will never be as good at handling life as women, but they can try to be a better men. If you are one of these men, educate yourself before you make more of an idiot of yourself than you already have.
May 6, 2023
In this Thoughts paper, I’m going to talk about my Thoughts papers. I’ve reached the point in blogging them where I just began working at Disneyland. There are years and years where I didn’t write any Thoughts papers. This was mainly because I didn’t want to reveal information they wouldn’t want me to reveal. In 2022, I started writing my Thoughts papers again. I wrote almost every day because of the stored-up thoughts that went unwritten for years. It began with listening to my old Thoughts papers on my way to and from work in the car. I could go over how I did this, but it’s kind of boring. I was truly surprised how entertaining they were. My entries were not the usual diary entry dribble. I questioned things that no one else was questioning. While everyone else was doing interesting things in their lives, I was thinking interesting thoughts. Currently, I do interesting things and have interesting thoughts.
I listened to two memoirs recently where the authors grew up on a farm. One was in Canada and the other was in Kansas. The closest I came to this was growing up with cats, a dog, hamsters, and fish. Our dog was a pure breed. He was my least favorite of all the animals. They bred him to do specific things, but being pleasant wasn’t one of them. Fritz was like having a rooster as a pet. I learned from both the books that roosters are not pleasant animals. I guess if you have animals on a farm, you don’t want to get attached to them. They are not pets. I always thought of real pets as ones you could actually pet. Our dog had unpleasant fur and fish you don’t even touch. Growing up on a farm doesn’t allow you to have a real childhood. I had a real childhood and still turned out to be a mess. If I grew up on a farm, I could have been even worse.
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