What is the cunundrum? Tommorrow there is a farce of an event happening that happening that is on the surface to many involved to honor my Grandma that passed away in May. But I don't honestly feel that it honors her in any way. I think this thing will ultimately do nothing but ridicule her, make fun of her and disgrace her memory. The people that are doing this haven't asked any of us, her direct family if this is something that would be seen as an honor or if we as family belive that it is right. Or if this is something that my Grandmother would necessarily think was appropriate. Which I don't think she would to be honest. She loved being the center of attention, sometimes when it was not the most appropriate, but her faith, her conviction in the traditions was unshakeable and this would bother her to the core.
They feel like they are doing the right thing but holding a costume contest and taking something that was a family inside joke about being her favorite upsets the bejebus out of me. These religous people, who believe that they are writing the rules are not following Avelut (the one year mourning period, traditionally set for children loosing a parent, but I believe something that traditionally can be of great healing for anyone mourning any kind of loss), at all. They are mocking everything that my Grandma believed in, deeply and I want to go and email these people back and tell them what they are doing is wrong, so wrong and it is doing nothing but upsetting everyone. One of my Grandmother's friends called me tonite to say that she wasn't going tommorrow because she was disgusted. Don't worry peanut so are we. So are we.
And then tonite, I get the email.
the text follows:
Just a reminder. Please spread the word.
(name of the organization removed) will host the (ridiculous name they are calling this shanda) in honor and memory of (name of my Grandma removed), from
Notice... it says nothing of... please let family know (ok so technically they did by emailing me, since I am family but that is semantics peanut, I am talking... get the family involved, ask them if this is ok). Please observe mourning rituals ... no... please come and ridicule a woman who honestly was much more than a sum of blue toe nail polish (someone asked me last week, where she bought it because they wanted to wear it to this fiasco... shut up, don't call me and ask that... ask me how I am doing you asshole and maybe I would give you her manicurists name) and whatnot. It upsets me. Obviously.
Now... I can't email the woman that sent me the announcement because honestly, I don't want to debate this with her because I really honestly think she thinks this is right and this event is ok. We my Aunts spoke to her about this a couple of weeks ago and asked her not to continue with this thing she said my Grandmother would love it. No. No. No. (and a little aside to my Bro who might think he knows who sent the email to me it totally isn't)
Anyways. Thus the maddening part of the evening. I want to scream at this chick and tell her she is a nutjob and way off base and to loose my email address and that she is mistaken that this whole thing is not cute and its insulting and makes me so incredibly sad, but I can't. I just can't. I was basically told a couple of weeks ago I can't. And to be told by my dear Mom that I need to just "keep (my) mouth shut" I have to abide by the request right? But I surely am kvetching about it here. Boy howdy. Maybe she will google the text and come across this entry and know that she has alot of people in this family really sad and disgusted. There its out there for the whole world to see. Can't take it back now. Nor would I want to. There you go baby thought, go out into this world, make a name for yourself... find your way back to who it should be found by!
Can I go tommorrow night and make a scene and scream at these idiots and tell them they are losers and abusing her memory? Nope. But I can spread the message to you dear person reading this whole thing. I think you rule if you have gotten this far. No.. I think you totally rule.
Anyways. Watched a couple epis of 30 days. Its quite an interesting experiment. Watched the one with the binge drinking mom trying to teach her 19 year old daughter that drinking is bad. Her daughter wasn't there when she was boozing it up and puking in the car ride home, what kind of lesson does the daughter learn by just hearing about how her Mom was hung over? Apparantly not any since the kid was so disrespectful, on camera the bratty freshman at ASU took cell phone calls and texted her friends while the Mom was trying to have a talk with her about her bringe drinking. She thinks she will be ok when she blacks out and can't remember how she got home. Man that pissed me off. Sometimes I wonder what lessons are learned if you don't face them directly on your own. Like the devout Christian man who went and lived in a Muslim community. Now that was great. That was a gentleman who I think might have learned something. I know from watching his segments I did... a little. I think the right intention for the show is there, but the subjects need to have a little better understanding of what the purpose is. The atheist woman living with the devout Christian family, I don't think that was a learning experience for any one, especially me. I hated that woman, she was a passive and if she questioned anything I never saw it, I just saw her unfortunately not particularly well trying to make her point that she believed there was no G-d. It was not good. But the show has a very interesting concept and I liked watching it for the most part.
I will say I am glad I have other things on my dvr for the rest of the evening as I am exhausted and am ready to just get couched and have myself a nice homemade Cream Soda just like my daddy used to make me when I was a kid.
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