Sex-And-The-City Tangeant #4

    Hey. It's me again. I realize how long it has been since my last post, but, I am waiting for a response to at least one of my posts before I made another post. That being said, today, I was reading an article
today about a woman who was forced to give up her child because it was a "bastard" when she was about 17. This story began in 1963. One of the reasons she was put up for adoption was her father was Jewish, her mother was Catholic. Now, the adopted child eventually met her birth parents. But, this story was eerily similar to that of my great-grandmother.
   You see, my great-grandmother's father was Jewish, her mother was Catholic. However, unlike the child in the above story, my great-grandmother was born in 1929. Also unlike the child in the above story, she never met her father & barely new her mother, & she was raised by her grandparents & aunts, whom I am assuming didn't care that her parents weren't married & just realized she was their first granddaughter & that's all that mattered. Her aunts even rejected marriage to help care for her.

   Now, knowing those stories, I have another two. In the 1950s, parents, clergy, etc. were all up in arms over a certain musician known as Elvis Presley.  Much later, say, the late 1990s, these same people who grew up arguing with their parents over the morality of Elvis Presley were shaking their bibles & picketing Marilyn Manson concerts.


    These two stories bring me to the point of this post: Uptightness: Are modern-years more uptight than the past-years? Or, are older people more uptight?

Happy Belated 237th Birthday America!!!!: A Monologue

       Hello. Today is Thursday, July 5th, 2012. Yesterday was July 4th, or as it is called here "Independence Day". For those of you in other countries, Independence Day is another way of saying the 237th anniversary of this nation's founding. Most countries in the world don't have an Independence Day because they aren't democracies or they have been nations for over 1,000 years, and the exact date of the countries founding is unknown, & guessing would be inaccurate. Before I go on, would like to warn you not to take what I am about to say seriously, as this is like one of those Hallmark funny cards that's sold for birthdays.
  

   Ahh... America, what can I possibly say? 237 years ago yesterday, a pack of about 17 or so white guys decided to write a paper that in a nutshell said "Fuck you England" & send it to the king of England at the time, King George III. Thus began a war that led to the forming of a (in my opinion being an American) great nation. A nation that decides to make everyone spend money they don't have on a daily basis. A nation that tells its people what foods can kill them, yet sells this killer food at the cheapest prices. A nation that can decide in a national survey that a shock rocker is far more frightning than a woman that possibly murdered her own two-year-old daughter.
    But, who am I to say the problems with this nation? Other than those minor flaws, you are still beautiful. So, I would like to propose a toast. Here's to the 237 years America has been a nation! And, here's to another 237 years! HAPPY BELATED 237th BIRTHDAY TO THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA!!!!!!!!! HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY AMERICA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!