I’m really in need of a rant and not a nice rant. Due to the way I set this up, this isn’t the place for such a rant and I really don’t have anywhere I can rant. So I’ll sit here behind my laptop and snarl. And when I’m done with this, I’ll go write a very ugly chapter of Aside from Heaven. Vivienne is in need of rescuing and William is in a mood to torture the one responsible.
And I mean T.O.R.T.U.R.E.
L – What’s a dealbreaker to make you stop being Richard’s well-wisher?
I sort of answered this a few questions back – I forget which one – and I’m going to tiptoe quietly, because if you’ve not guessed by now, my rant is political.
Typically, the politics of an individual doesn’t bother me. It’s simply a difference of opinion. And it’s an opinion you’re not going to change your mind about and I’m certainly not going to change mine about. People I used to hang with online stopped being Richard’s well-wisher when it became known that he’s a socialist. I’m like – DUH! He’s British! No shocker here! I’d be shocked if he stepped up and said he was Conservative or whatever it is they call Conservatives over there. I have a lot of friends who have different political beliefs than I have. We’ve even had sane, short paragraph discussions on our differences. Didn’t change anything, but we had them. Short.
And just so you know, I have a lot of friends who SHARE my political beliefs. So, nyah!
Sexuality as well. Can I be honest? Your politics isn’t what makes you interesting. Your sexuality isn’t what makes you interesting? Your looks isn’t what makes you interesting. Your financial status, your religious beliefs… I could go on. I won’t.
However, the day he embraces Communism, Fascism, Nazism, expresses a desire to have sex with minors, I’m outta here.
Well, I’m not outta here – he’s outta here.
Tell me, is it me, or does it look like our darling has embraced tennis-ism?