I like hats

I like hats. I wear them when I can, like on Easter Sunday. But most of the time people in my area don't get ladies wearing hats. Unless it's a cowgirl hat which isn't exactly high fashion even in my little burg.

No, I'm not trying to get attention when I wear a hat. I'm trying to feel good. I like the little spiritual lift I get when I wear a hat. Even a red hat.

When a strong wind blows, I have two choices. I can hold my hat in place, or I can lose my hat.

When I wear a hat to the movies, I have two choices. I can take my hat off so I don't annoy the people behind me, or I can behave like an ass and get thrown out.

When I wear a hat into someone else's area of authorization, I have two choices. I can take my hat off when they tell me to, or I can behave like an ass and get thrown out.

I might even be arrested if I'm fool enough to argue with the police.

If I go to an amusement park and want to hop on a ride, I want to be damn freakin' sure everything has been done and IS being done to make sure I survive the next four minutes. (Peeing myself when the coaster drops is, of course, my own problem.)

As an American I know and accept this. Anyone living on American soil should know and accept this. This is like, you know folks, COMMON SENSE. No one wants to go to God via The Rebel Yell.

So why is it is news when people at an amusement park refused to comply with the rules? Why is it news when the police were summoned to do their jobs?

Oh, yeah. The people who exhibited the inordinate lack of COMMON SENSE happen to belong to a religious faction that demands the respect of the American people without showing respect for the rules of American soil.

Yeah, I get it. I really do.

Talk about wanting attention and showing yer ass.

Money for Nothing - Dire Straits

I like to say I learn something new every day.

Today I learned that the Canadian Broadcast Standards Council has declared the mid-1980's song Money for Nothing by Dire Straits "offensive."

Say...what?

The song is around twenty-five (25) years old. A quarter century. And suddenly NOW the use of the word faggot is a problem?

It gets better.

Apparently the decision to ban the song was made based on ONE complaint from one person who doesn't like the word.

Since when can a single person dictate what plays on the radio in an entire country? Because that's apparently what just happened.

And no, I don't think it's copasetic to call people faggots. Let people love who they love and get the hell over it.

But there is something wrong with this picture, and it's a harbinger of to things to come. We're losing our freedoms, crumb by crumb, not even realizing someone is stealing our cookie right out of our hand.

As for the song, little fag hag that I am, I called a few of my gay friends. Some of them actually have that Dire Straits album on vinyl. The younger ones have it on their iPhones. They love the song.