Sometimes, I am a morning person. Today I was. Until I discovered how close I was to be working with the dude at work that I don't care to be so close to. I don't dislike him or anything. I just find that he offends me. That, is my problem, but it's not easy being in a great mood and having your balloon popped. Today, he wanted to be intellectual and start a wee debate.
At first he was pissing me off, but then I realized that he was looking for a deep conversation seeing as we were to spend the next two and a half hours nearly joined at the hip. I also get the feeling that he tries topiss me off. I think he wakes up in the morning and says, "hey, I know what I can say to piss off Linda..."
Maybe not. But, if he wants a debate...
Bring it.
What should my first conversation this morning be about? About wether or not it was morally right to use invitro fertilization as a means to conceive. He was opposed on moral basis that there were discarded embryos. What was his words? "I don't think God intended science to use invitro ferilization." Making it a moral wrong... invitro was treading on God's territory.
(Yes, inevitably, second conversation was about abortion.) He was pissing me way off. I siad quite a few times, "I don't think you really want my response to that." Yet he did not relent his opinion or strong words.... and finally I thought to myself, don't hold back, just say what you are wanting to say. And then I let the floodgates open and spewed out something like this, "I don't really think that your opinion on that subject matters much since you have had two children without the want or desire to. It's easy to make a judgement when you are removed from the situation. Doesn't mean it's the right judgement." Again he countered with the, "It's not natural, there are children up for adoption... etc. etc..."
So, I replied, "Do you even know what the qualifications are for adopting a child? Do you know what it takes? I can guarantee you, that you would not pass their scrutiny, yet you have your own child, so that does not matter does it?"
He replied again with same opinion which is basically put, "Science has no business treading on God's territory."
To which I replied, "Let me ask you this; Do you go to the Doctor when you are sick?"
"Yes."
"Do you take herbs?"
"Herbs?"
"Do you take herbs or drugs to correct an illness if you are sick?"
"Drugs."
"And you think that's natural to take a plant, derive from it only a few chemical bits of it's composition, and then discard the rest of the plant? After all, God made the whole plant, it should be taken whole. Or is it ok for science to play with this part of nature because it stops your illness, but it's not ok for science to help someone with an illness... infertility is an illness."
His opinion did not change, mine did not change. But I do think that my debate was better :P.
The manager (who loves me, and loves to work with me... she said so :P) was about to combust for holding her tongue. I could tell that she was also having some issues with the things that he was saying. She pulled me aside to do other jobs here and there, thus saving me some of the deep conversation, but not before we had discussed, religion, politics, and discrimination.
Needless to say, I was wound up for the rest of the day. If you wanted to pick a fight, you just needed to tap me on the shoulder.
Then, I worked a new station, which is great because it makes time fly, but it sucks because I was close to freaking out that I was going to do something wrong.... No, I don't care what anyone says... I'm not a perfectionist....
huh-uh.
(I am waiting to see who will be ther first to reply to that...)
Did any of you notice that Prism and Liz have replied to my journal entries as of late? Gosh, I've missed them. Now, we must get Dove back and Erica. I am hoping that going to Scotland in September will afford me the chance of meeting up with Sean and Erica. And, I'll not forgive myself if I don't venture to the highlands once. I hear that the heather may be in bloom when I'm there. The thought makes me want to cry. It is a sight that I've always wanted to see, and photograph. I've a poem mentioning heather and I wanted to take a picture of heather in it's natural state and then paint the poem over it.
Come lie with me in the heather
'till ages do rush in our blood
and upon your breath of stolen kisses
I feel the magic of when we were lovers
lifetimes ago.
That poem always stays with me, and always ends up resurfacing. It's one of my better ones... I think.
Well, I am off to play with the muse, I wrote three pages last night, Hopefully, I can finish up the chapter tonight or tomorrow morning. Then it's all in editing. Freaky. Exciting, but freaky.
Cross your fingers.
love ya
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Posted by hawkie at August 8, 2003 07:24 PM