We, in the United States, have become afraid of being offended. We are offended by body jewelry, body piercing, foreign languages, dissent, questioning authority, non-Christian religions, no religion, socialism, anarchism, anything other than what resides in our suburban SUV-like comfort zones. We are afraid of anything unfamiliar. We attempt to control that which makes us uncomfortable. Institutionalized control, however, necessitates the presence of fear. And, institutionalized fear narrows people's options. And that, of course, is the point. Isn't it?
I didn't write this. But here's what I have to say about it.
Notice that shiny thing in my ear? Well that my friend is a 1/2" gauge/earring. Do you find this to be offensive?
Well apparently some people do.
I went into work tonight (3rd shift) and was told that I could potentially be losing my job because of those shiny little things in my ears. Yup, you heard right. I could lose my job that I've currently had for the past 6 years, because of earrings. I wasn't even given an option to take them out. Just being fired.
What is the world coming to? We're meant to conform to some secret standard. I would honestly like to know who came up wtih these standards in the first place. What makes small earring or no tattoos, or anything of the sort for that matter, okay and acceptable? Who made these rules? I know that I didn't. So why should I have to follow them? Yeah, I'm not sure either.
I just want to let everyone know out there, that we shouldn't have to put up with things like this in our world. We SHOULD love one another for WHO we are, not WHAT we look like or WHAT we wear in our fucking ears. It just seems wrong to me. And I know there are people out there who will agree to both sides of the argument. But...
My earrings are not affecting my job. They're not a hazard to anyone, and they're not offensive. So...
They can kiss my ass. OR fire me. Either way works for me =]
I'm going to stay strong and fight it. In my eyes, I see it as discrimination. We're not living in the 1940s where everyone had to dress and look alike and anyone who was different was pointed out and laughed at. Honestly Mr. Corporation...let's grow up and see the bigger picture.
And let's stop ridiculing Lacey Mae for her iced out gauges. K, thanks.
xxx,
L
