Have you noticed lately that people are going slightly crazy? I mean they are losing their minds about stupid little things. For instance, let’s take the issue of men and women’s bathrooms. How about if you have a men’s special part (you know the one I mean, it looks like a kind of faucet and it sticks out in front of them below the waist, that thing.) you go to a men’s bathroom, if you don’t have that thing, you go to a woman’s bathroom. If you aren’t sure what you are, let’s have a bathroom (and frankly I have seen this) where there is a picture of a man and a woman on the door and you visit that bathroom. Everyone is happy, right? It makes sense to me.
Are we sick of politics yet? NO? Well then, let’s just tiptoe into the conversation, but just for a minute or two. How about if someone has voted for someone you don’t like or with whom you disagree, how about you don’t kick, hit, or spit, or threaten, the person because of their choice? Of course, this is just a suggestion. If they are holding a sign and you don’t agree with this sign. Just move on. Maybe, don’t wish anyone dead? This is also, a good idea. People can change their minds. I certainly have in the past and the present. A good idea is to consider stating facts clearly and simply. Sometimes this can work. At the very least, it makes you aware of a different point of view. There, that wasn’t so hard, was it? I might be different than some people on television, but I see lots of good important views on all sides of every normal political discussion. Yes, indeed, on BOTH SIDES.
There is a new movement in the last few years. It is correct and justified in many, many, many, instances, however, like everything these days, it might be going way too far for me. Recently, some women, and I guess some men too, have objected to the winter song, “Baby, It’s Cold Outside.” This song was written by, Frank Loesser in 1944. BTW, this song won an academy award. I just thought I would mention that fact. It was considered to be a pretty good song in its day. I will make a full disclosure, I love this song. The song is about a man and a woman. It is cold and snowy outside. Inside the man and woman, possibly had dinner and drinks and they are sitting close together on a couch (no doubt) in front of a cozy fire. The man wants the woman to stay in front of this fire with him. Could be he is interested in this woman? (Yeah, think so?) The woman thinks that she should leave, as any proper woman in the 1940’s would think after dinner and a drink or two. He tries to coax her to stay and frankly she would like to stay. Okay, he probably would like her to stay because, “OH NO NOT THAT?” he probably wants to have sex with her, and GUESS WHAT? She actually might want the same thing? HOW SHOCKING AND HOW TERRIBLE IS THAT? You mean to tell me that men and women might have, at one time, in the far distant past, actually wanted to have sex? You mean to tell me that men tried to get a woman in bed, and occasionally they succeeded? Women actually might have wanted the same thing? Did someone have to be talked into it? Did people really flirt with each other when they went to dinner, had drinks and might have, just might have, decided, (good or bad) to have sex?
Listen, I get it. No one should be forced into anything. NO, means NO! I, 100% agree. Don’t yell at me after you are finished reading this post. Men have talked women into having sex. It happens. I blush. It has happened to me. Here is a surprise for you men too. There are times when women pretend that it was all the man’s idea. Sometimes it is the woman’s idea too.
I am a flirt. I readily admit that fact. I am not insulted if a man flirts with me. I like it. I am pretty sure I will always like flirting. Here are the rules. If someone flirts and you don’t like it, tell her or him. If it is at work you have to be careful. One shouldn’t be offered a job or not offered a job because of sex or dating, or no sex and no dating. I repeat, NO, IS NO! If you say, maybe, than maybe, probably means you can still coax the person, and then, what will be will be. I don’t think that is too difficult to figure out?
Now, if you are like me and over 65 and really, if anyone wants to flirt at any time, anywhere, well, just sit back and enjoy it. Keep that fire going and pour me another glass of Champagne. I’m not going home just yet.
Until Next Week…
