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Tom Coburn is a Big Fat Jerk


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Tuesday, April 05, 2005

People who despise me

Last night, I realized how much time and energy I spend avoiding all the people who hate me.

There's a lot of them, too. There's the delicate flower Elizabethan poet at a university in Oklahoma who decided to accuse one of my students of -- of -- of --- well, I have no idea what, and have a nervous breakdown about it a few days after my father died.

She left all manner of hysterical messages for me at my sister's house and sent me tens --- twenties --- of panicked, crazed emails in a single afternoon, all obsessing over me and my dangerous student.

I read her emails, looked though the messages she left for me and responded to her quite simply that yes, you're right, I have no idea what's wrong with me but something must be terribly wrong. Although I knew good and well nothing was wrong with me, other than months of watching my father die.

I've avoided that half of the state since that incident. And she hates me not because of the so called incident with the student, but because I cut off her hysteria by responding to her that yes, there must be something terribly wrong with me, see you later. It really pissed her off and caused quite a scene in her department because she then had to dump her angst on the chair, etc. My response to all that? Silence.

There's the guy down the road who showed up on his tractor one day and informed me that he was a martial arts expert (yes, I believe that) and that yes, he knows Churck Norris (who?) and oooh, he thinks I'm sexy!

I threw him off the property. He's now in a huge snit about me.

There's the fanatical Christian student I had who I flunked for handing me a Rush Limbaugh slash Ann Coulter style screed against gays. He thinks I'm possessed by Satan and refuses to acknowledge my existence.

There's the ex-junkie, ex-groupie in Tulsa. Well, actually, there's about fifty people in Tulsa who hate me. Including the crazy woman who lived across the street from my father and decided he was the man for her --- but I was the one standing in the way. Huh? She's really crazy, too. And she has a real deal about me.

This all came up because I talked to a friend of mine last night. She told me about guy she met and was somewhat interested in, til she found out he's done a porn movie, etc. She wanted to know if I thought she was a prude. And I was honest --- I said no, and that I think those people are crazy. I've met people into being in porn movies before --- not a one has been anything other than whacked.

This got me thinking about all the people who hate me. One got her shorts in a bunch because she likes being Alpha female. She's a refugee from the East Coast who now lives in Arkansas and was quite determined that she knows what's best for the people there. She got in a serious snit because, after she noted that all her efforts at "bettering" the people and the town had been rejcted by local government and citizens, I told her she was likely perceived as an outsider. This got a real bee in her bonnet. Then, she decided to start telling me how to write grants. ? Huh? Problem was, at the time, I had yet to write a grant which hadn't been funded. She had yet to write a grant which had been funded. This pissed her off even more.


I've been avoiding all these hundreds of people who hate me because I don't like confrontation. I'll do anything to avoid it in real life.

But the thought struck me last night that the majority of people who hate me are wingnuts. A few sandwiches short of a picnic. Picked a little green. Etc.

So somewhere around midnight last night, I decided this:

Fuck 'em!


At 5:34 PM, Blogger MJ said...

Well. People just love to hate people, now don't they? The drama. Just for the record I, for one, think you are the shit!

At 5:56 PM, Blogger Okiedoke said...

Sexy, huh? You playin' hard to get? ;)

At 7:53 PM, Blogger Cookie said...


I am the shit!


At 9:47 PM, Blogger Lydia Daffenberg said...

Enjoyed your venting!


At 10:03 AM, Blogger Leila M. said...

ahhhhhh I hate you for making me look at a bunch of buns.. and skinny ones at that!

At 6:59 PM, Blogger Lindsay Beyerstein said...

Good for you, Cookie!


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