Sometimes I'm a judgmental bitch
I guess I shouldn't be surprised when I feel my inner sanctimonious prick flare up, after all if I recall correctly, I'm an NSTJ & that J stands for judge-y judger who judges. And as any good sanctimonious prick knows, the best way to keep the flame of righteous indignation strong is to refuse to listen to any arguments made by the person you're smugly judging.
This is why I'm avoiding (as much as possible while still keeping relatively informed on things like weather & the status of the stimulus bill) all 'news' about that blasted mother of octuplets here in Southern California. I'm particularly avoiding anything (like her interview with whichever softballer her press agent lined up for her) that might make me feel any sympathy for that incredible ass. I'm moderately willing to read stuff that stokes my flames (like reports that her asshat of a fertility specialist appears to be at least moderately incompetant and that the hospital she gave birth in has already applied to the state to cover the enormous costs of the birth & care of the infants), but I'm not willing to listen to the mother herself explain her actions. I say to myself it's because I don't want to waste my time, but I'm certainly willing to waste my time getting morally indignant about something that really has very little affect on me.
Which leads me to the only conclusion I can come up with: I sometimes enjoy being a judgmental bitch. Does this mean I have to cut Ann Coulter some slack?
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callie_demeter
2009-02-10 18:37
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Oh phew, someone else like me :-) (though I'm pretty ignorant on this particular one, I admit). I feel a little better now, thanks Cassy! xx (Reply to this) (Thread) |
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