I have the right to speak and not listen to your bull shit.


The price I paid for not being PC (Politically Correct).

Now PC is a completely arbitrary term. It’s definition is solely dependent on opinion.

I don’t pay much attention to opinions, other than my own. They are what they are and have as much weight and value that you choose to give them. There are very few opinions of others that I care much about. A few, but not many. Maybe 3 if I cared to add them up.

I had the very unfortunate experience of posting something on Facebook that was not only not appreciated by some of my  real life friends, but also gave them license (or so they thought) to then come onto my post and correct me. When that didn’t work, the condescension started. You know, when people explain slowly and patiently to you that you don’t understand and your thinking is wrong? It’s like porn – you know it when you see/hear it. It has its own icky wavelength.

It was a simple post and I made that egregious (apparently) error of posting something from….dare I say it……..the Democrats! Oh horror! Oh the horrible and misguided error of my ways!

And not only was it from a Democrat but….(gulp)…it was from The First Lady! Well….shame on me…..

Now even though I stated very clearly that I was posting this because of her speech against the recent vulgar and lewd comments  about women, and not a political statement, that was not enough. Oh no it was not. In fact, the point and purpose of the post was not relevant. It didn’t matter why I had posted it. I had crossed some sort of line with some friends and it was their duty to troll me and make sure I towed the party line.

Independent thought I guess is a bad thing. Being bipartisan is bad. I am bad. I am wrong and I need to understand this.

The fact that I posted it because it was a beautiful, strong and eloquent speech ABOUT DISRESPECTING WOMEN AND NOT POLITICAL wasn’t enough to absolve me of the error of my ways. Things have gotten so bad that speaking up for 51% of the population is something that needs to be silenced and stopped.

But they made a couple of fatal errors themselves:

1) They pissed of a writer.
2) They tried to tell a writer what she should and shouldn’t post.
3) They don’t read my writing and have no clue about the work I’ve done for women’s issues.
4) They pissed ME off.
5) They thought I would go quietly into the night.

Are they out of their fucking minds?

I guess so.

So I did what I usually do – blocked a raging lunatic, stood my ground and kept repeating my point and waited.

I deleted the comments (all of them, including mine) because it had gotten so ugly that I didn’t want my name associated with any of it. I kept the post up, gave a warning and waited.

The sheep ran away, just as I thought.

So just in case it’s not clear to anyone, let me state this as clearly as I can:


There. I said it. No one will ever have greater importance to me than myself.

No one tells me what to think or how to think.

No one has the authority or power over my self-determinism, thoughts, ideas, creativity, pursuit of happiness, or my mind. No one.

I say what I mean and I mean what I say. I will clarify. I will discuss. I will listen.

But I will not be bullied, harassed, spoken badly to, disrespected, or talked down to.

If that means I toss everyone out of my life to have peace of mind, fine by me. I won’t think twice about it.

Until we can understand each other, appreciate each other and trust each other, there will never be peace on earth.

Now to piss of even more people, here is the speech that caused so many people such anguish and horror. (Yes, I’m happy to do it again).

And before you listen to it, let me remind you that what she is saying is what we women have to deal with every single day of our lives. She is speaking for women and if anyone has a problem with that, then they have a problem with me and should just move along and stay away from me.

Michelle Obama’s powerful speech




  1. Yeah know, when I get those disparaging or condescending communications, I have found it does me good to go look at the Emotional Tone Scale, match that perturbing comm against it and sit back and say to myself, self that is where they are.

    Good luck in the promotion of the promotion of theta.

    Btw, loved Michelle Obana’s speech.


  2. Yeah know, when I get BS like that coming in, I find that taking a look at The Emotional Tonescale and figure out where they are at and just file it away as what it is.

    Btw, great speech by Michelle.


  3. WAY AWESOME speech by Michelle Obama…(And I don’t follow any political party. I just vote for whomever seems makes some fricken sense…which, given the human condition, how many of us really do, LOL. Sorry, I’ve got my sarcastic hat on these days. Maybe I’m PMSing. Oh, wait, I’m menopausing. Is that Politically Correct? Blah!)


    Totally AWESOME post, Susan. I’m so glad I found your site. I love how you keep it real. So refreshing after dealing with “fluffy pie in the sky” empathic BS.

    I especially loved your “Fatal Errors” bullet points!!! You go, Susan.



    1. Thanks so much! I’m glad you found my site too and took the time to read and comment. I try to avoid any fluff with my writing. I’m with you on there being too much of it, so it means a lot to me that someone else would notice that and mention it. I cringe at some of the things I see. I try to read them, but can’t because it’s just like everything else that’s being used for content – filler.

      Very happy and glad you stopped by.:)


      1. I actually reread this post again this morning.

        Besides sharing this post with others, I’m going to bookmark it for several reasons.

        First, I love what Michelle Obama shared. It’s a very important message for both men and women to hear and remember. I am already noticing people forgetting about it. So, a little reminder might be helpful…or maybe not.

        Second, as previously mentioned, I really LOVE your “Fatal Errors” bullet points. It’s inspiring some of my own.

        Third, “Are they out of their fucking minds?”. Classic, just classic.

        And then, your ALL CAPS in BOLD Statement: “MY SANITY, WELL BEING, WRITING, ART, AND LIFE WILL ALWAYS BE SENIOR TO ANY ONE PERSON OR GROUP.”. That’s so totally quote-worthy, tweet-worthy, put-on-a-T-shirt-worthy, wherever/whatever-you-wanna-slap-it-on-worthy, etc. I have to tell you that it inspired me to put my hubby, (whom I do love but has been pissing me off a lot lately with leaving his stuff thrown all over the place), in his place. Done somewhat lovingly, of course, but without the fluff…and, yes, whilst still in Empath Bitch Mode.


        Take care and all the best.

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  4. Not so minor side point: I have recently come to respect and even admire both of the Obamas much more than I allowed myself to previously, but especially Michelle. She’s grown as well, becoming a gracious and admirable First Lady that I’ll look back on fondly even when remembering some of her most egregious missteps (cough school lunches cough). MO fits her much more now than then and I’m much more likely to think of her in those terms now than then.

    MO if the collapse of the conservative media bubbles did nothing more than force the less than cray cray of us out into the real world more that’s a real plus. I was already trending that way but the lack of civility and common decency is shudderingly familiar for those of us who grew up during the Civil Rights Movement.


  5. Hey girl, just delete that comment please? I see some typos and it may have went more political than I wanted. Or feel free to edit it just to express my appreciation for Michelle Obama. 🙂


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