Recently a neighbor came by for a beer and conversation. The discussion turned to her defiance against ass kissing. She claimed she has never and will never, kiss anyone’s ass. “Obviously, you wouldn’t either since you claim to be the ‘Queen of Irreverence’”, she boldly pointed.
She was wrong. I have and do kiss ass, almost daily. Does this mean I am no longer deserving of the title “Queen of Irreverence”? My irreverence isn’t just inflicted on others, it is also inflicted on myself. I hate kissing ass. It almost kills me to do so but, there are times when my feelings about it just don’t matter. Times when the “end” justifies the means.
This doesn’t compromise my position as irreverent to the one receiving the ass kissing either. While they have something I want, stroking their ego is an outward expression and no reflection of what I really feel about them. Besides, is it my fault they are so wrapped up in themselves they can’t see the truth? How much more irreverent can I be if I tell you what you want to hear to get what I want and I really don’t give a shit about you in the end?
Obviously, if you are reading my blog you are not someone who should be concerned about my insincerity. You have exhibited sound judgement and good taste by visiting my site and I would never kiss your ass! (wink)
Word of the Day
nanal (neny l)
-adjective
of or pertaining to gratification derived from having one’s nose up someone’s anus.
