when words speak louder than actions an whatnot

when words speak louder than actions an whatnot by Thelma and Louise (a crosspost from EDHF)--the girls asked me to crosspost it this morning for them since they were intending to go out partying at the local bingo and booze parlor and figured on sleeping in this morning.


Well hey there. Boy howdy theres a whole lot a goings on over tha interwebz an such. Some good, some bad...and a whole lot a dumbassery. Folks a yellin an hollerin sayin "I'm RIGHT they is wrong" an "Lets get em!" Yes sir..a whole lot a "right fightin" goin on. Brings ta mind somethin that happened a while back. Y'all just sit on down an let Miss Louise tell ya a story..

It was the beginning a summer..twenty or so years ago. The town was gettin ready to celebrate our annual founders day picnic and mule decorating contest. Me an my gal Thelma being civic minded an such volunteered for the mule committee. Hells bells! if there were ever two women who knew how to decorate an ass it was me and Thelma!

That year, a fella by the name a Beuford Tipston was in charge a the mule committee. We all called him tipsy on account a him not havin a spine. Tipsy was a nice young fella. Civic minded, kept the folks in Stink Creek up ta date on tha happenins of the world. He was what y'all might call "politically active". He was big on petitions and marches in Washington ..a true believer in civil rights for everyone. Well, that summer, a friend a Tipsys was beat up pretty bad. Ganged up on by a crowd a close minded fools who damn near knocked the life outta him. All because this fella happened to be gay. Well, Tipsy sprang into action. He started a petition goin round Stink Creek..callin on our government to address "hate crimes" an such. Most a the folks in Stink Creek was happy to sign their names. When I say most folks..I meant damn near everyone ceptin Edna Hugabutte.

Edna was one a those type "A" personality folks. She needed ta be in charge a everything. It was Edna's way or the highway iffen ya ken me. Now Edna was civic minded herself. Cept that, well Edna liked attention. Sure she did some good things here and there. But she was more about the accolades than about the good things she done. Now, when Edna saw what Tipsy was doin..she just about sprung a leak! First off, Tipsy had the coveted position a bein tha head a tha mule committee, and secondly he was passin round a petition against hate crimes. She didn't like the attention he was gettin. Not one bit. So Edna started spreadin rumours an whatnot. Sayin Tipsy wasn't true in his convictions an such..an that it weren't about gettin rid a hate crimes..instead it was about Tipsy lovin the attention. The town a Stink Creek was in a uproar!

Me an my gal Thelma included. Edna yellin one thing and the townfolks yellin another. Edna started talkin bout other folks as well..Boy Howdy and a side 'o schizophrenic roosters! People started gettin their feelins hurt. Yellin at people, tellin folks who they could an could not be friends with..an all of em attacking Edna. Who wound up lookin like a victim. Sure, she started the arguin but she damn near won the war! Somehow folks got it in their heads that Edna's opinion mattered. They lost sight of everything because a one small minded woman. Try as ya might..there was no reasonin with these folks. "But she attacked me!" "Can't I defend myself" "Lets write mean things about her!" It became all about Edna. Which is just how Edna wanted it. Sad to say that petition never did get sent. All because a Edna. One mean spirited person became more important than a petition ta end hate crimes. One person-one opinion-one dumbass. Y'all ever heard that sayin bout one bad apple spoilin the bunch? Same goes for dumbasses. I'm gonna let y'all stew on that why I call my gal Thelma over ta finish this up.

Thelma:



Well now, my gal Louise spins a right cautionary tale, don't she? Rightfighting (as our friend Jeanette told us about, and swell it is as a descriptor) is damn satisfyin, but it spirals ever upwards and onwards, festerin and making things worse. Plus, there's always the chance that ya are going to look like a damn fool to everyone but yourself. Seems to me our friend with the changin story on his son and the seizures and diets and stuff is one of them rightfighters, and we all know he looks like a damn fool, don't we?






That founder's day Tipsy and Edna debacle was a damn mess. Not only did Edna have a tizzy and dump the outhouse contents, spillin it on god and everybody, including the poor mule, she managed to avoid most the stink is what I'm sayin. Everyone forgot not only bout the poor fellar gettin beat up, the whole need to spread tolerance, but damn it to hell, Louise and I didn't even get to decorate the mule!