Disclaimer: this is not a diary about Gannon so most people can just skip on by. This is an little amusing story, and a chance for people to tell their own tales.
I got a call today from a friend from work. Being the only Jews, and one of a few liberals, at company with mostly arrogant white male Christian conservatives, has led to a few bonding moments, but today's was my absolute favorite.
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Steve rarely calls me outside of work unless there is an event planned, so I was surprised to se his name on my caller ID on a Saturday morning. I hadn't seen him at work all week and assumed he was traveling in Michigan for work or out in Colorado where his wife is from. This was our conversation.
Steve, what's up.
Well Eric, I had something happen today that I am so ashamed of, and you are the only person who will understand it. You ever wonder if there will come a time, when you are given an opportunity to make this world a better place, if only you can step up and be a man, but you don't do it?
Don't tell me, you had a chance to kill Ann Coulter and you couldn't do it.
Okay, I don't know what made me say that. Possible listen to Franken this week or reading dKos to the we hours, or this ongoing fantasy I have of wringer her neck, but it was the first thing that came to my mind. Steve then said....
HOW THE FUCK DID YOU KNOW THAT?
(Me) You Serious?
Yes. Sarah and I were visitng my Aunt in Maryland this week and she had never been to the capitol, so we came into the city yesterday and stayed in a hotel. This morning when we were heading out, there was this little commotion and a group gathering around someone. I heard people saying `great speech' and `you were great', but we were busy checking out and I ignored it. Then I heard a couple of young girls saying `stop it, I am not going to bug Ann Coulter to take a picture with me'. Next thing I know we are all heading out the door at the same time and there is this emaciated blond in front of me.
Well Steve, consider yourself lucky. I heard she hasn't fed in a few days and if you had run into her at night, she would have drained your blood by now.
So this got me thinking, what is the measure of a man (or a woman) and how far would I go Killing Ann Coulter? Okay, probably not. (Maybe just a slap or two) Killing someone who is going to harm my Family or friends? I think so. What about work. I am currently employed by what many, including myself, consider a fairly evil corporation, yet I am doing do good work there, so does that make it okay. And is the measure of person based on what they will or will not do for money?
What do you think? Tell us your story.