My buddy Kathy has this super blog. One of my favorite things about her blog is her occasional series called “Pardon Me While I Rant Incessantly”. I’m prone to ranting myself. Sometimes, I practically hissy. But I’m not a borrower (read: thief) and will not be stealing Kat’s cool title. So when I rant/hissy, I’ll be calling it WTFT.
What’s that, you ask? It’s from the best commercial EVER. I quote it frequently. And today, I’m WTFT’ing about some total lint lickers…Chick Fil A haters and NBC Olympic broadcasting morons.
I tweeted yesterday that I couldn’t tell what was repelling me more from media this week…the CFA to-do, or the fact that I might accidentally find out how Michael Phelps did before I saw the event. The irritation level is a toss-up, frankly.
I researched this and nowhere did Dan Cathy say anything about hating/refusing to hire/refusing to serve/wishing death and dismemberment upon, gay people. He believes the Biblical definition of marriage, and said so. CFA is a Christian owned business, so I was just SHOCKED he took that stance, as clearly the media, mayor of Chicago, Nancy Pelosi and the mouth breathers in the comments section of Yahoo News clearly were. I think some reporter pushed for an answer to that question because it would definitely stir the pot. And it did. But, why? Here’s my stance:
I love my God.
I love His son.
I try VERY hard to live according to His mandates. Not because they are mean rules, but are meant to set me free. And again, with the love thing, I want to honor Him.
God called me to be like Him, but not be Him. I’ll let God deal with marriage, I’ll deal with following Mark 12
Why can’t we agree to disagree? Why, when we disagree, do we have to go to DEFCON 4 levels of arguing? Why can’t we debate, spiritedly, yet civilly, anymore? I mean, have you ever done that…debate civilly? It’s a blast, you can learn a lot, but you don’t have to abandon your belief system, or beat someone up until they do.
I happen to believe what Dan Cathy does. I’ll defend that to the ground–but not at the expense of giving any person the impression that I have hate towards them. But man, can’t that be a two-sided coin? Even if you lump my beliefs in with mermaids and Big Foot, can’t you just assume I’m kind of “out there” and not yell at me when my beliefs rub counter to yours?
I need to pray for this whole mess as much as I whine about this. That’s. a. fact.
NBC Olympics coverage
Uggggghhhh. The Peacock has so been on my nerves this week. They edited the opening ceremony (which looked like it was produced by the guys who did HR Puffinstuff, but with extra LSD), then got a bit snotty about the fact that they were doing what was best for us…because I handed power of attorney over to NBC years ago, and then insisted they were done with annoying their viewers. They lied.
I’m no dummy. I know to avoid Facebook and Twitter if I don’t want to find out if Missy Franklin took the gold.
It didn’t occur to me I needed to avoid NBC itself.
Yup, I was one of the victims of seeing the NBC promo of sweet little Missy Franklin with her medal on…15 minutes before they showed her race. So irritating. If NBC is going to hold the events hostage until prime time, I’m thinking they can have some sort of check system in place to keep me and the millions of other #NBCfail folks from wanting to throw our supportive CFA sandwiches at them because a promo blew the outcome up.
I’m heading to yoga now. It’s supposed to help me relax. We’ll see.