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“Parents can be irritatingly protective of their children. I get it” as noted by The Reader’s Diary of a Diva as entered by the Ms. Barbarella. But Ms. Barbarella do you get that people want to be treated with kindness? Polite is real easy but kindness is on continual spectrum. Influenced by life experiences, daily upheaval and the potential of self or group importance who at times forgets that people can easily feel like shit.
What I know about parents is that through and through they love their kids and try to do what is “best”. I know that because I taught kindergarten for 9 years in the public schools in the 505. Where my kids came in without breakfast, rotting teeth, gataroraid in their backpacks and enthusiasm to say “Good Morning Miss Allison” with bated breath. Ms. Barbarella when was the last time someone greeted you with bated breath? I don’t think it was your fine-art photographer husband. Because in my ill informed opinion and perspective think that if in fact your husband was taking care of business maybe you wouldn’t have taken out your sexual frustration out on what I perceive as an “innocent dad”. Point being Ms. Barbarella, is I don’t know the “innocent dad” that you assaulted with all the wikipidiea legal mumbo jumbo. Also, I don’t know the Ms. Barberlla. Besides reading this one article you wrote. Also I “know you” by your column picture of you wearing what “I think” looks like self important princess Leia messy buns with chopsticks, dignified Sally Jessie Raphael glasses and sex appeal defining red lipstick.
So hear is the bigger point as I perceive it. Ms. Barbarella you “arm [yourselves] with information. . . know [your] rights [because] if [you all] are outside of [your] home, chances are one of [you] are documenting [your] escapades via iPhone, camcorder or large-format view camera.” Also it sounds like you and your man like to take pictures and videotape shit. And like everybody else you want to move about doing that as freely as possible. It also sounds like the dad wants to be free to take his child to the museum and not worry about the “crazies” that may be out there.
But then this happened: “The man put his hand in front of his kid’s face. ‘No,’ he said. I lowered my camera. “Look,” I said.
Ok we are going to stop right there. As a kindergarten teacher, you get this really informed amusing perspective on how “creatures” interact. I like to think of myself as anthropologist rather than a teacher. So I can see that if you all were on the playground and this all blew down this is how it would go:
The kid version of the dad says “No” but then also pushes you away. He pushes you away because he is 5 and the easiest way he “knows” to get you to stop is to push you. The kid Ms. Barberalla throws sand in the kid dad’s version’s face. Which I can argue from experience, attempting to resolve a problem and choosing the first word to be “Look” is the adult equivalent to sand in the face. Then because you Ms. Barbarella have an understanding of the importance of rules as means to keep the peace run and tattle to me and say “so and so told me no”.
So you’re not in my kindergarten class and I can see that maybe your kindergarten teacher may have taught you “the rules” but forgot to mention “the biggies”. Everyone has a right to “make good decisions”, “solve problems”, and “treat people with kindness”. Period. “the biggies” lead people to empowerment, resiliency and autonomy.
So this is what I propose Ms. Barbarella. I want an alternative to your voice. I see that you like myself are an empowered, resilient and autonomous woman. Who is self-confident and “knows shit” but just as the journey of woman includes a period of self-doubting and low self-esteem that we all will hopefully ride out. It also includes a self-actualized woman’s journey to learn how to navigate the world with self-confidence that’s bi-product is not the inialiation of the world.
So hopefully, this all ends with the possibility to give San Diego woman two strong woman voices to read. Just so we get a fair idea, while you were having this interaction at the museum this is my equivalent interaction.
So as of now I am staying with a friend in his condo down town. So after eating sushi we come back to his place and he presses the elevator button to go up. As we wait for the elevator I start studying the plants by the elevator door and wonder are these real plants. As I am investigating the reality of the plant my friend says “you coming?” I then say sorry and hustle with my friend into the elevator. At this point I am laughing and say out loud “Sorry I know its super important that I get my ass in the elevator as soon as possible because 3 more seconds is really gonna add up.” I say this with full knowledge that my insurance selling best friend is wound up way too tight and this other guy on the elevator totally dialed into his blackberry is pissed I added 3 seconds to his day. So as we exit the elevator, I look at the pissed guy and say “And no offense sir if you had a shitty day at work.” with a giant grin, shorty shorts and HOT shoes that allow me to run from the zombies if need be. He looks puzzled and as I exit the elevator and he yells “Nice hat.” And I think “Yup that’s what you need Mr. Elevator man. The knowledge of the intoxicating allure of a woman that can look good, flip you shit and recognize your hard work.”
Ms. Barbarella I don’t know what that “innocent dad” knows now. Maybe he’ll write in. ha ha But hopefully together we can get women to break away from self loathing behavior and into healthy womanhood. And teach San Diegoans that self-actualized brains, beauty and worth looks all different ways. Thank god! And then the world . . .but one-step at a time Ms. Barbarella. <3
“Parents can be irritatingly protective of their children. I get it” as noted by The Reader’s Diary of a Diva as entered by the Ms. Barbarella. But Ms. Barbarella do you get that people want to be treated with kindness? Polite is real easy but kindness is on continual spectrum. Influenced by life experiences, daily upheaval and the potential of self or group importance who at times forgets that people can easily feel like shit.
What I know about parents is that through and through they love their kids and try to do what is “best”. I know that because I taught kindergarten for 9 years in the public schools in the 505. Where my kids came in without breakfast, rotting teeth, gataroraid in their backpacks and enthusiasm to say “Good Morning Miss Allison” with bated breath. Ms. Barbarella when was the last time someone greeted you with bated breath? I don’t think it was your fine-art photographer husband. Because in my ill informed opinion and perspective think that if in fact your husband was taking care of business maybe you wouldn’t have taken out your sexual frustration out on what I perceive as an “innocent dad”. Point being Ms. Barbarella, is I don’t know the “innocent dad” that you assaulted with all the wikipidiea legal mumbo jumbo. Also, I don’t know the Ms. Barberlla. Besides reading this one article you wrote. Also I “know you” by your column picture of you wearing what “I think” looks like self important princess Leia messy buns with chopsticks, dignified Sally Jessie Raphael glasses and sex appeal defining red lipstick.
So hear is the bigger point as I perceive it. Ms. Barbarella you “arm [yourselves] with information. . . know [your] rights [because] if [you all] are outside of [your] home, chances are one of [you] are documenting [your] escapades via iPhone, camcorder or large-format view camera.” Also it sounds like you and your man like to take pictures and videotape shit. And like everybody else you want to move about doing that as freely as possible. It also sounds like the dad wants to be free to take his child to the museum and not worry about the “crazies” that may be out there.
But then this happened: “The man put his hand in front of his kid’s face. ‘No,’ he said. I lowered my camera. “Look,” I said.
Ok we are going to stop right there. As a kindergarten teacher, you get this really informed amusing perspective on how “creatures” interact. I like to think of myself as anthropologist rather than a teacher. So I can see that if you all were on the playground and this all blew down this is how it would go:
The kid version of the dad says “No” but then also pushes you away. He pushes you away because he is 5 and the easiest way he “knows” to get you to stop is to push you. The kid Ms. Barberalla throws sand in the kid dad’s version’s face. Which I can argue from experience, attempting to resolve a problem and choosing the first word to be “Look” is the adult equivalent to sand in the face. Then because you Ms. Barbarella have an understanding of the importance of rules as means to keep the peace run and tattle to me and say “so and so told me no”.
So you’re not in my kindergarten class and I can see that maybe your kindergarten teacher may have taught you “the rules” but forgot to mention “the biggies”. Everyone has a right to “make good decisions”, “solve problems”, and “treat people with kindness”. Period. “the biggies” lead people to empowerment, resiliency and autonomy.
So this is what I propose Ms. Barbarella. I want an alternative to your voice. I see that you like myself are an empowered, resilient and autonomous woman. Who is self-confident and “knows shit” but just as the journey of woman includes a period of self-doubting and low self-esteem that we all will hopefully ride out. It also includes a self-actualized woman’s journey to learn how to navigate the world with self-confidence that’s bi-product is not the inialiation of the world.
So hopefully, this all ends with the possibility to give San Diego woman two strong woman voices to read. Just so we get a fair idea, while you were having this interaction at the museum this is my equivalent interaction.
So as of now I am staying with a friend in his condo down town. So after eating sushi we come back to his place and he presses the elevator button to go up. As we wait for the elevator I start studying the plants by the elevator door and wonder are these real plants. As I am investigating the reality of the plant my friend says “you coming?” I then say sorry and hustle with my friend into the elevator. At this point I am laughing and say out loud “Sorry I know its super important that I get my ass in the elevator as soon as possible because 3 more seconds is really gonna add up.” I say this with full knowledge that my insurance selling best friend is wound up way too tight and this other guy on the elevator totally dialed into his blackberry is pissed I added 3 seconds to his day. So as we exit the elevator, I look at the pissed guy and say “And no offense sir if you had a shitty day at work.” with a giant grin, shorty shorts and HOT shoes that allow me to run from the zombies if need be. He looks puzzled and as I exit the elevator and he yells “Nice hat.” And I think “Yup that’s what you need Mr. Elevator man. The knowledge of the intoxicating allure of a woman that can look good, flip you shit and recognize your hard work.”
Ms. Barbarella I don’t know what that “innocent dad” knows now. Maybe he’ll write in. ha ha But hopefully together we can get women to break away from self loathing behavior and into healthy womanhood. And teach San Diegoans that self-actualized brains, beauty and worth looks all different ways. Thank god! And then the world . . .but one-step at a time Ms. Barbarella. <3