ISM's ISM's ISM's

Dear readers,

This current post is going to be a bit short and just kind of go over a few basic ISM's that most people have some understanding about. I'm going to be doing a few longer posts on each ISM that I can give a good rant about.

First and foremost. For those who do not understand how I use the word Ism. The correct definition of Ism is (Quoted from Dictionary.com): Ism: Noun: a distinctive doctrine, theory, system, or practice: This is the age of isms.

Isms that I am speaking of are:

Racism
Sexism
Agism or ageism
Etcetera and so forth

Over the next few posts that I do I will be ranting about each ISM that just right out pisses me off. If I miss one that you would like to hear my opinion on, leave me a comment and I'll go full bore with it. My biggest thing about Ism's, is that those who are viewing themselves as the victims, usually are the ones that are in the wrong. In the day and age that we live in, there are so many laws, and things out there that have been FIXED in our history that people continue to use as ammo for their over bearing bazooka's of wrongness. I will be giving a few examples of this in my future posts. People that are claiming that they are being wronged for one reason or another, and winning!, when in reality they are the ones just using it as an excuse to get away with something. Or that are so blinded by their own hate, that they see things, that are not really there.

For example. I get myself some cherry limeade. It's a red colored drink. I offer some to my black friend, and they get pissed off at me for being a white bigot thinking that all black people drink red drinks. Pa'leeeeeese. I got the drink for myself, not for them, I was trying to share something that I enjoyed with my friend whom I love. They just took my offer of friendship and enjoyment and turned it into something ugly that they saw as being an act of racism.

Now for the record, I will be stating this again in future posts, I am not racist. I am a hindz fifty seven myself. My younger sister whom I adore and can not wait to see when she comes to visit me, is half black. So shove it in your pie hole if you want to try to piss on my blog because I used the term black instead of African American. I'm not in politics, I'm not into paying attention most of the time to politics, so I'm not going to be politically correct. Freedom of choice, freedom of speech, hush it.

Once I get the wording right and am happy with the research I am doing, I will be posting first on Racism. This one aut to be fun. I will be giving examples of what I'm talking about. As well as trying to find some links that you can visit for yourself to view the research materials that I used.

NotSoWise