That K8 the Gr8 tagged me for a meme last week. I am just now getting around to it (sorry). I love this one, since there are plenty of things that get my goat! 
The Rules
1. List two things that irritate you for a reason (and list the reason!), and two things that irritate you for no apparent reason whatsoever!!
2. Give credit to the person who tagged you.
3. Link your answers to the original blog.
4. Tag four new people to participate.
Two things that irritate the living hell out of me for a good reason:
The “N” Word:
There is a big hoopla going in the states over the “N” word, and who, or better yet, what race can use it. There are different pronunciations and spellings of the word throughout the world. Of course, like most other words in English, Spanish, French, and Italian languages, it all goes back to the Latin word. It is a derogatory term used mostly by African Americans today. Any Caucasian man caught using it would surely be hung up, drawn, and quartered. I have never used it out of respect. In the US of A, we have a double standard on everything. Slavery is a thing of the past. Let dead dogs lie. Oh wait that wouldn’t be profitable for black leaders that thrive on controversy. Every civilisation has been enslaved at some point in history. I give everyone, regardless of colour or nationality, the same amount of respect! Do I feel guilty for what my ancestors might or might not have done? Hell no! How about reparations? You can kiss my white arse, if you think you’d get a pence out of this boy! Grow Up!
Extreme Nationalism
Extreme nationalism, created by the fascist of the twentieth century, is spreading like the plague! It’s one thing to be proud of one’s country, but to badger people and call them expats just because they are trying to better themselves, is outright stupid. Be proud of where you are from, but don’t let that view blind you from the world. I let the media and family alter my vote in 2000, but, thank god, I didn’t make the same mistake in 2004 Tis true that I’m about to be an expat, but that doesn’t mean that I’ll be ashamed of being an American. Why can’t we all just get along? I’m quite sure people will give me no end of grief about being from “Bush Country”, but I’ll not let it bother me. We need to learn to look beyond nationality. We are all different. Not everyone in America loves Mr. Bush. I certainly will not run around like an eejit, screaming, “I’m an American”. For that matter, not every Iranian is a terrorist.
Two things that bug me for no apparent reason
Saggin’ Britches
This is a pet peeve of mine. I can’t stand to see teenagers, young men, and men with the waist of their pants hanging ‘round their knees. It drives me mad. Have a little respect for yourself and the poor bloke behind you for cripes sake. A young guy came into my business many years ago. His jeans were sagging almost to his knees. Another co-worker and myself picked at him until he pulled them up. We offered to buy him a belt. He refused. He had to hold his pants up all the way to the car. When he went to open the car door, his pants fell to his feet. We laughed and so did the car load of girls at the carwash next door.
Egoists
They bore me. You can’t tell them anything that they haven’t already heard. They know everything that ever was and ever will be. Admittedly, I have a lot to learn about the world. Willingness to learn and to be open minded is an appealing feature these days, albeit a fading one.
Hmm…Who shall I torture with this meme?
(There’s a myriad of bloggers out there worthy of my torture, but I’ll leave this slot blank for anyone that would like to participate)
