When I become a nocturnal creature, besides the fact I never have to worry about sunburns, I start to think about how there is a lot of time-ism. It's a form of -ism that is not acknowledged by current laws or most lifestyles. For instance, if I were to start hammering at 12:30 a.m., people would get uber-pissed and call the cops. However, it's just fine if someone wants to hammer at 8:00 a.m. though it wakes me up.
Or, say, I'm driving home from my local IHOP at 3:30 this morning and a cop pulls us over after following us for a while. The excuse for pulling over always varies (had your brights on, turned into the wrong traffic lane, didn't come to a complete stop two miles ago before the light turned green), is always fake, and is a form of discrimination for anyone who is up late at night.
People don't get pulled over for these things at 3:30 in the afternoon. I suppose they are looking for drunk drivers, but as people get drunk at all times of day, to make me a suspect just because I really wanted hashbrowns at 3:00 in the morning is just a waste of time. It would be one thing if I was drunk and driving down the sidewalk, but I'm just a hashbrown type of girl and sometimes need potatoes fast.
There is also the time-ism that people eat breakfast from 5:00-10:00ish, lunch from 11:00-2:00ish and dinner from 4:00-7:00ish. Not true! It's sad if you have an unmet pancake need at 8:00 p.m. and try to find them out in the world. I'm sure I have many more examples, but it's 7:00 now and I need lunch.
Moral of today's story: pop-up dinosaur books are cool.
An Erinku:
red
plastic glass
plastic
not glass
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