Dear whomever

Dear neighbors,

There is a simple way to assure that your trash does not blow all over the place when it is windy.  It is called “tying the top of the trash bag.”  Please try it.  Thank you.

Dear SUV owners, particularly Hummer owners,

You own a SUV which was originally designed for waging war.  Therefore, I expect you to drive quickly and expeditiously over the railroad tracks.  Please do not suddenly slam on the brakes and then creep over the tracks with the hesitancy of a virgin librarian.  If I can drive over those tracks at 45 mph in my roller skate (overseas chinese made fun of my car!), you can too. Thank you.

Dear white lady at the coffee store,

I saw you sidling up on the side of me.  I fully expected you to step in front of me in line, using that patented Sneaky White Person Maneuver.  Imagine my surprise when the clerk asked who was next and you pointed to me.  Please let me know if it is because you are polite or because I have been practicing my Evil Eye.  Thank you.

Dear self,

What is the purpose of owning so many language learning books and CDs when you do not actually want to talk to anybody?  Please advise.  Thank you.

Dear librarian,

A neighbor whom I do not know very well informed me that there is one librarian at the library who doesn’t like our people.  I suspect it is you.  Is it really so difficult to answer questions in a polite manner?  Maybe you should have become an IT person instead.  In any event, if you don’t like my people perhaps you shouldn’t live in my neighborhood.  Thank you.

Dear neighbor,

I don’t know who told you I drove over your lawn.  But I did not.  Kindly take a look at the ruts and tears in your grass and compare the size of the tire to those on my personal roller skate.  Then take a look at the Hummer that is parked in the driveway next to yours.  It should all become very clear to you in about a day or so.  Thank you.

Dear world,

I suppose by now you might have suspected I have a bias against Hummer owners.  I must acknowledge that this is true.  I have not yet met a Hummer owner whom I have liked.  I imagine miracles could happen but I don’t expect them.  Thank you.

Dear good-looking age-appropriate person at the grocery store who was trying to chat me up,

Where were you several years ago when I had the time, energy, motivation and desire to hook up?   At this point I dislike suffering disappointment.  Thank you very much.

Dear ex,

You cannot imagine how thrilled I was to find out you have a blog with lots of pictures.  But I do not know what it means that I read the whole damn thing.  Also that you still look pretty good to me, although you have gained a lot of weight.  In case you’re curious, I haven’t.  Thank you.

Dear adult people,

I do not want to hear any of you use the word “tattle” ever again.  You may not remember what it was like to be a child who was mercilessly teased, but I do.  If you’d like to find out, I could demonstrate why no kid ever teased me more than once.  Thank you.

Dear can of garbanzo beans,

Why did you have to roll and come to a stop directly beneath the center of my car?  I guess I could have waited until I moved the car next, but I was afraid I would forget.  I already ran over a bag of doritos.  I don’t want to find out what it is like to roll over garbanzos.  Next time please stay in the bag.  Thank you.

Dear worm population,

Why are you suddenly all finding yourselves stranded on my garage floor?  I took pity on the first few of you and tossed you outside.  But I found I am now really grossed out to pick up worms.  This despite the fact that I used to make spare money in the summers as a kid by catching nightcrawlers.  (A dollar meant 100 worms.  I once made five bucks in a single evening.)  Please stay out of the garage.  Thank you.

Dear blog readers,

Why are you reading this post?  It only once or twice alludes to race.  I fear I have nothing interesting to say today.  If you would like to suggest topics, that would be good.  Or if somebody else is saying something interesting in the blogosphere, maybe you could point it out.  In any event,

Thank you.

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Posted on April 28, 2009, in still thinking. Bookmark the permalink. 21 Comments.

  1. Nora Carrington

    Dear R,

    I trust your “white person about to behave badly” radar is usually accurate, but it’s possible, no? that the white lady at the coffee shop came up next to you because she (1) wanted to read the front of your shirt since the back was so clever; (2) was trying to avoid someone behind her who was pushing; (3) wanted to get a look at your face since the rear view was so fine; (4) other. Just seems to me (white lady who frequents coffee shops) that if she were out to jump the line she would have pointed to herself.

    But perhaps I am underestimating the power of your Evil Eye. Did she look sheepish? Or startled?

    Why don’t you write about Specter and the likely demographic implications of a very *very* conservative Dem. running for re-election in oh-so-blue PA?

    Nora

  2. Nora Carrington

    ps. My suggestion was just following your suggestion to propose topics. My post reads (to me) as though I was suggesting the topic *instead* of this post, which wasn’t my intention at all. I loved your “letters”.

  3. overseas chinese

    I want to read your ex’s blog too, thank you.

  4. Dear Nora Carrington,

    No. Thank you.

    Dear overseas chinese,

    No. Thank you. Although it would be entertaining if you made up an amusing moniker for said ex.

  5. My new favorite phrase “Sneaky White Person Maneuver.”

    I enjoyed this post very much.

  6. I enjoy all your posts, and you shouldn’t feel too bad about taking time to call out regular life-things. Sometimes life needs to get called out.

  7. molecularshyness

    loved it. and also cannot stand Hummers and their drivers. And I don’t get why anyone would have one in my small town. But they do.

  8. Thank you.

    Especially for the reminder of summer nights spent crouched over the pre-soaked lawn, flashlight in hand. (but . . . 500 in one night?!)

  9. @macon d – LOL why was that more fun than actually fishing the next morning?

  10. Dear Resistance,

    This was the funniest thing I have read in quite a while. Please do continue along in this vein from time to time when no other thoughts appropriate to the mission of the blog make themselves available to you.

    Thank you.

  11. Dear Paul Bens,

    I will be very interested to see if you can work this phrase into everyday conversation. Please report back. Thank you.

    Dear Katie,

    I believe call-out is my speciality. What is yours? Thank you.

    Dear molecularshyness,

    When there is a war, the Hummer drivers will all bring out their semi-automatic rifles to protect you. Do not fret. Thank you.

    Dear macon d,

    Five hundred is a lot of time in a public park. Thank you.

    Dear CJsDaddy,

    I never liked fishing until I discovered beer. Which fortunately did not coincide with childhood. Thank you.

    Dear pprscribe,

    Thank you.

  12. At least they’ve stopped making Hummers.

  13. my favorite is the good looking age appropriate person at the grocery store.

  14. I don’t know what blogs you’re reading, so I’ll link drop.

    Derailing for Dummies:
    * If You Won’t Educate Me How Can I Learn
    * If You Cared About These Matters You’d Be Willing To Educate Me
    * You’re Being Hostile
    * But That Happens To Me Too!
    * You’re Being Overemotional
    * You’re Taking Things Too Personally
    * You’re Not Being Intellectual Enough/You’re Being Overly Intellectual
    etc.

    Asian Women Carnival #1 (April)

    Breaking My Privilege: Who has the right to ask what questions?:

    In any conversation like that I was treating an individual like an object. I was investigating their experience and making them relay information that could have been painful or annoying. Instead of realizing that I was making an individual a mascot for what I perceived as their “issue”, I believed I was being open-minded and giving myself an cognitive pat on the back for being a “good person.” My actions were not showing support but another form of othering and a way to take someone’s personal issue and make myself feel better about caring and being “informed”. I reduced a person to one part of their identity instead of seeing them as a whole and letting them tell me their story in the way they wanted. I could have easily went on the internet and searched for the basic info I needed but in my world it was easier to make another human being be my own personal encyclopedia.

    I took personal questions and revelations and made them nuggets of information to place in my congratulatory image of myself. It never came into my head that what I was doing was insulting, I was just asking questions. I wanted credit for caring without ever realizing that what I was showing over and over again was that I didn’t care. I didn’t care enough to find basic information, I didn’t care enough to consider the other person’s feelings and life experience and I didn’t care enough to check to see if my assumptions about my behavior were actually true. I have privilege and privilege means I don’t have to care. I can be offensive and claim other people don’t “want me to learn” when they get irritated or yell about derailing. Because in my little world, people were supposed to want me on their side and they had to earn it by providing me with the information I needed. They had to submit to a quasi national geographic interview based on my desire to intrude upon their real world when I had no respect for the life they actually have to live.

  15. Dear Resistance,

    How did you know that I had hit a motivation wall and needed this break from reality? How did you manage to kick my ass in gear with this bit of real world hilarity? Please continue.

    Thanks,
    Cowbell.

    PS: But … without Hummers, how would Britnee and Topher get to soccer and tap?

    PPS: I’m right there with you on the grocery store person.

  16. How come you didn’t tell me about good-looking age-appropriate grocery store person when we last talked? Or ex’s blog for that matter? We could have spent a while talking about the googling exes phemonenon… Laughed loudly anyway.

    Also hate Hummers. From an article I wrote about the increasing popularity of hybrids: ‘If the Toyota Prius says, “I want to save the environment,” the Hummer says, “I’m privileged and don’t care who knows it.”’ Ugh!

  17. Dear K.Rae,

    That news is a little bit of light into my beleaguered life. Thank you.

    Dear Kathy,

    Shall I pass your phone number on? Please respond. Thank you.

    Dear Restructure!

    It occurs to me that you are a particularly consumptive blog-reader. Why is that? Thank you.

    Dear more cowbell,

    I have not forgotten that you have announced your intention to blog on any of a number of interesting subjects. I await your posts eagerly. Thank you.

    Dear sinoangle,

    There are not enough hours in the day to tell you everything that I can’t publish on the blog, let alone the stuff that I do. As it is I believe you know more than 99.9999% of the general population. You would think that would make you desire less, not more. Have you ever driven a Prius? Please respond. Thank you.

  18. Dear Resistance,
    While I am tempted, I do not think I want or need the phone number at this time, but thank you. LOL.

  19. Dear resistance,

    I always desire more. Please pass on phone number turned down by Kathy. No, have never driven a Prius, but would like to. Unfortunately, most rental companies only have gas-guzzling American cars.

  20. Dear resistance,

    Reading blogs via RSS feeds in Google Reader helps streamline the content. However, there is a compulsion, I have to admit, to check the feeds for updates. (When I’m not checking Google Reader, I’m checking Twitter.)

    Also: we dont need another anti-racism 101

    Dear self,

    Why are you wasting time on the internet again? Should you even be commenting on blogs right now? No.

  21. Dear Resistance,

    Crap.

    You mean you’re going to hold me accountable? Crap. I have not produced a Post Of Substance in quite a while, it’s true. I have no idea what subjects I proposed to blog about. I should probably look through my abandoned drafts …

    Lamely Yours,
    Cowbell

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