Your Argument is Invalid: Here is a picture of a Bunny with a Pancake on its Head

I am a bit fascinated, and not a little, by the fact that some people are so conflicted between their self-proclaimed righteousness and their own hatred towards people they claim to care about, that these people become defensive as they question their own belief system while waging a personal war against the core of my own being.

Case-in-point: while I neither identify myself as a member of the fundamentalist faction of the GOP nor a supporter of the socialist movement of the left, I do have a well-researched and non-partisan base in the issues facing the nation and world today.

I have currently, people in my life with whom I’ve always enjoyed a good banter or debate regarding anything from: welfare reform to human rights to animal rights to conspiracy theory. However, certain people (until recently) of said circles, have begun to pass judgment on my way of thinking things through and where I choose to volunteer my time because I have no particular party association (as most should not, in my opinion).

In the past months, I have received accusations regarding but not limited to: if I believe so vehemently in one cause and express interest in one issue then why do I not support the political party associated with furthering that cause?; you can’t possibly believe in operation “apple” and operation “orange” at the same time, that’s ludicrous; and my absolute favorite, “why are you so damn moderate? Get off the fence already and make your choice”.

My concern usually lies with the cause in question first, the political proponents for and against those causes second, and to the party in which they belong, not at all.

To expound further on personal, verbally violent attacks on my character and beliefs, I give you another case-in-point with-out details to protect the guilty. I recently brought to light a fatal flaw in a public figure’s main philosophy; the influential politician propagates (backed by millions in funds collected via donation and public, tax-funded coffers) that high school children should not receive any information regarding reproductive health including the risk of STDs and unplanned pregnancy.

One of many public/political figureheads supporting an abstinence-only (until the holy sanctimony of marriage, as it were) approach to education, this “hero” is proving the movement wrong by her offspring producing, not one but two, grandchildren conceived out of wed-lock because they lacked the vital information of how babies come to be. A person very close to my heart viewed my findings on the subject “hateful” and “judgmental”, then made those opinions know on a public forum via a bastardization of the biblical verse, “judge not, lest he be judged” coupled with derogatory name-calling.

This person continued to bombard me with a diatribe of seventeen-plus individual messages labeling (not only my views but my own self-worth) the aforementioned phrases as judgment on my character. This person went on to claim that the judgment and labeling of people were nasty characteristics (without any sense of irony), professed that tolerance and understanding were the true paths to enlightenment, and exploded with rage and hate when the word “hypocrite” was introduced to the conversation.

There are times that I wish people would simply have the courage and self-esteem to defend their argument by saying, “I don’t agree with you” and rebut with a valid reason containing arguments found through research of their own rather than revert to name-calling, labeling, and hypocrisy. Just be honest and say what you obviously feel “I hate your guts and no argument you produce, regardless of lucidity and reason, will ever be accepted by the likes of me.")

On a side-note, I should add that something about my personality rubs about one out of one-hundred people completely the wrong way. I accept this fact as truth and have discovered there is usually little-to-nothing I can actually do to make those people change their minds.


All I can do is tread lightly (walk on egg-shells, so-to-speak) and attempt to not upset that 1% of people that wish me a quick and painful death. Though I am well-trained in this self-censorship, I rarely reap any benefits from this behavior.

The people who have pegged me as a target for their ridicule and hateful lashings seem to always circumvent my efforts and find another outlet to bludgeon my beliefs, my life-choices, my passions, my likes, my interests, my spirituality, and the very core of who I was, am, and who I hope to be, in a (what I can only assume to be) vain attempt to break me so they can feel just a little bit better about themselves for a little while.

As promised...