A Sincere Apology and a Unapologetic Viewpoint
Well, I have blogged several times about the mail I get. If you read it, you found out that I get the most volume of mail from first loves all over the world, because if you google first love, my Huff Post or my Hot Flashes post appears, people read, and then I become the Dear Abby of first loves. If you are curious, you can read that blog here.
I forgot to mention about the hate mail though. I have gotten so much hate mail on one particular blog I wrote, that I figured that it also must pop up in google under the word “possum.” I will spare you that search and link it here. I think it is a funny blog, written lightheartedly, but apparently it has upset all of the many possum lovers in the world.
At least once every few months, I get a message or comment on the blog cursing me out for being stupid, and for disparaging possums. The last one practically ordered me to remove the blog because it maligns these poor creatures and I sound so stupid.
So here, with the hope that when people link to my original possum blog, and then see this (which I will attach to it) I will apologize not only for my ignorance in the type of animal a possum is, but for ever saying anything bad about the ugly hissing, “rodent-looking” monsters that they are.
It seems that they are not a rodent, even though they have long rat-like tails. They are a marsupial, and THE ONLY MARSUPIAL WE HAVE ON OUR CONTINENT. So this makes them very special. Other marsupials are
- Kangaroos and Wallabies. … VERY CUTE
- Koalas. … ADORABLE
- Wombats. … SCARY
- Tasmanian Devils. … EVEN SCARIER
- Possums. …UGLY
- Gliders…. What the heck are these?
Note: Why did Australia and China get all the cute ones, and we get the horrifying looking ones?
So I acquiesce, and yes, I admit, it is very special that they are related to the adorable koala and kangaroo and wallaby. Beauty, too, is in the eye of the beholder, but boy are they ugly in my eyes. Pointy snout, fang sharp teeth, rat tail and that HISS. Oy. I don’t know how they are related to the other adorable ones but now that I have been educated by my one hundredth possum lover, I now know the truth. (Actually, I knew it 100 angry letters ago.)
So here it is possum lovers: I am sorry, I apologize, I did not mean to malign these wonderful creatures. Now please leave me alone to pray that I never encounter another one again.
Something else has been filling my mailbox as of late, and if I was really cool instead of the deep down nerd that I am and will always be, I would be apologizing for this. Instead I remain steadfast and unapologetic.
I am an overgrown forever Monkees fan. They are the hottest thing around right now and just came out with a glorious new album that is awesome (and critically acclaimed!!) and reminds of some of their greatest music. I still find them funny, fun, and love to hear them sing. I remain the overgrown tween that always adored them, even though they are senior citizens and I am no spring chicken myself.
The reason I bring this up is because I “dropped” my blogs on the Monkees (as they were in the news every day and getting “hot” again) on some Monkees sites. That brought the fellow Monkee fans to my inbox. I found out that I am not the only grandmom-aged teenybopper out there still worshipping my second favorite group ever. (or maybe even tied with my first favorite group- I am unsure)
So everywhere I turn in my news feeds, there is a story about the Monkees – in the New York Times, in the Rolling Stone mag, on Yahoo music, EVERYWHERE! Monkees fans are feeling bold due to this new reverence for them and they are coming out of the woodwork and from behind a hidden, quiet fandom. It used to be embarrassing to be a Monkees fan — and now, it is COOL. So Monkees fans are always welcome to email me, we can discuss some of their tunes that no one else has ever heard of because they only know their top 10 hits, and we can discuss how great the respect they are getting is, along with the fantastic sounding new album. I love discussing them with people who appreciate them.
In fact, I just wrote a Huff Post blog on the psychology behind their lack of respect, and that will be featured shortly. I just wish Davy Jones was still around to see all of this.
So there you have it, lots of links in this one to explore, an apology, and a non-apology. Whatever you think, I am interested in hearing from you. Try me.