This Place Is About To Blow

Once upon a time there was no ignorance in the world. Once upon a time there were perfect days and peaceful nights when everyone on the planet just got along. There was no hatred and there was no greed. Judgment, entitlement, racism, secularism and exclusion were words that never were…..once upon a time.

I met a good friend of mine at a local tavern not too far from my house the other night. Just one of those quick catch ups over a drink or two (really – no more) and then straight home. We had a good chat and said our goodbye’s and she went on her merry way. I stayed behind to finish my delicious frosty tall beverage and talk to my girl Sash for a while. Life was amazing and my mood was good. But all of that was about to change…..

This is the sort of suburban neighborhood tavern where the same old faces have been showing up for years. This is the bar where the construction workers go on rainy days and the old men tell their wives they will stop and pick up a pizza for dinner so they can have 3 beers and a whiskey with the other old men picking up pizza for their wives. This is the place where The Allman Brothers and ZZ Top play from the juke box and Robyn and The Ting Tings are not even close to being on the radar. But they have damn good pizza, free movie popcorn and it is really only 500 yards from my front door. I have been in and out of the place for almost half my life.

As I sat on the corner of the bar and sipped my libation and laughed at Sash and her silliness I overheard the conversation going on just 3 stools down. These two dudes were drinking their beer and watching the news and started to comment on the woman who claims that she was sexually assaulted by Herman Cain (republican candidate for president). It really doesn’t matter who they were talking about it was the way they were talking – the insinuations they were making and the humor they found in the topic of women being sexually harassed. And as quickly as my mood lifted while talking to my buddy after work it crashed to the ground fast and hard. It was a cold brutal reality that resonated in my head reminding me that people like this still exist – right in our own backyards. They were using words like “she had to have wanted it…why was she even in his car?…..I don’t blame the dude – she was wearing a short skirt man….any woman stupid enough to get into a car with someone they hardly know should know better…” and on and on and on….I was numb – why am I always surprised that this is still a world full of ignorance? One day I will get with the program….one day.

I am an Irish peacemaking poet loving dream weaving girl. I love flowers and Harley’s and sunshine and rolling waves. Live and let live I say – good begets good – do unto others as you would have them do unto you – be kind and be well. But anyone that knows me – really knows me – knows that the only thing that snaps my mellow nature is blatant ignorance, and bigotry and discrimination and intolerance. (Ok – more than one thing – but – you know what I mean). Those two ignorant ass uneducated losers better be thanking their maker that I no longer partake in bar banter with assholes. Cause this girl was about to spin and cut through their very existence spewing a lesson in common sense and decency with a bombardment of words I am certain they would not begin to understand. God – I have no idea how I kept my big mouth shut. Instead – I looked up from my beer and made eye contact with the one on the left – and I slowly shook my head, squinted my eyes and glared into his eyes and the certain abyss that lay behind them. I didn’t take my eyes away – like the teacher monitoring the class during finals week. I thought of my daughter and my nieces and my God daughters and myself. I shook my head from side to side one more time – and finished the beer in front of me as their conversation shifted to football and Da Bears.

I want more than anything in my heart for this world to be perfect. I know it won’t be. I want all people to be kind and generous of spirit. I know they can’t be. I want my daughter to have a life of equality and opportunity that matches my son’s. And it is because of this desire to live in a once upon a time kind of place in this world that I work every day to be a better person. And sometimes, in silence, I hope to teach by example, keep my dignity, bite my tongue and make this world a better place – one asshole at a time.

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About K. Guzman

Kathy grew up all over the US - lots of east coast time. She is a surfer girl with an unabridged curiosity. A woman whose mid life awakening continues to bring her to the place she was meant to be. Her degree in Journalism/Creative Writing from the University of Central Florida is being yanked from the archives and put to good use. Her two kids are grown and rock stars in this wild world – her Harley is ready for some serious summer miles – and her heart remains open to life, women and the possibilities each day brings.


6 Responses to “This Place Is About To Blow”

  1. lolol Kathy- I like the ending!

    Posted by Theresa Zeglis | November 14, 2011, 12:45 pm
  2. Hey T — whatever it takes my friend!!

    Posted by K Guzman | November 14, 2011, 12:47 pm
  3. KGuz you are an amazing soul… Kudos my friend!

    Posted by Christine Calhoun | November 14, 2011, 2:04 pm
  4. Who loves ya Calhoun??? Thank you so much….

    Posted by K Guzman | November 14, 2011, 2:07 pm
  5. Mom…we all know I have WAY more opportunities than Dylan. I mean…have you met the kid?

    Also, well done, I was wondering when you were gonna post this one. Some people suck, others don’t. Sorry you had to run into some of the losers.

    Posted by G | November 14, 2011, 6:14 pm
  6. Little G – it is past your bedtime – be nice to your brother – and thank you for loving me so very much….

    Posted by Kathy | November 14, 2011, 9:10 pm

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