Do you ever feel like no matter what your answer is about a topic it is still wrong?  It’s not really wrong because everyone is entitled to their own opinion, yet we are publically told we are wrong.  Wrong because some group has decided we are because to go against their opinion is wrong.  Most days I just shake my head and laugh when I read the news.  What new form of political incorrectness has decided that I am a bigot today?  Just about anyone can decide they are offended about something and if you disagree, you are a bigot. Period.  **Let me put in a disclaimer that I do not condone discrimination of any form and the intention of this blog is for comical enjoyment purposes only. **

It really has gotten out of control to a scary point of no return.  I don’t hate being white, therefore I must hate blacks – bigot.  I like being a woman, I must hate men – bigot. I prefer a blue water cup over the green, I must be against the color green – bigot.  My husband will only eat a salad in a bowl, he must be a plate hater – bigot.  You aren’t a bigot when you go to bed but when you wake up you are.  Surprise!  The rules have changed while you were asleep.  I’m really tired of being labeled as wrong just because some group has decided that is the case.  What makes them right?  What happened to freedom of speech?  ** The opinions of this writer in no way reflect the opinions of her family, friends, neighbors or anyone that has ever come in contact with this writer.**

Brace yourself for the big gasp, I’m about to say something that apparently makes me a bigot.   Never in all my years did I ever think preferring women in the ladies room with me would make me a bigot.  But it does!  I know it’s a serious issue but come on, I’m a bigot if I personally feel more comfortable with women in the ladies’ room?  Can you disagree with me, sure, but to call my personal feelings bigotry?  How dare you?  That does not mean I am against anyone who is transgender despite what is being spewed in the news.  It’s almost like you are on a game show, the spotlight is glaring down on you, the clock is ticking.  “So Stephanie, do you think men should be allowed in the ladies room with you?”  Ummm, “the clock is ticking”, Ummm, no?  Buzz.  Wrong answer.  Um, yes?  Buzz.  Wrong again.  Umm, as long as they are good looking???  Buzz. Forget it, I just won’t use a bathroom.  I would honestly rather pee on myself than have to engage in a discussion with anyone about this topic.

Why does everything have to be so difficult?  Why is everything a big freakin issue?  Basically if you look like a woman, act like a woman and identify yourself as a woman then just go in the damn ladies room and no one will be the wiser.  For however many years there has been indoor plumbing everyone was defecating just fine without having to change the laws to do so.  The only confusion I have run into is occasionally in a Mexican restaurant, sometimes I get a little confused depending on how many margaritas I’ve had.  However, if you are walking around with a beard while wearing a dress, no thanks buddy, I’m not buying it. If I can see your nuts, I’m going to kick them.  I’m sorry but if that makes some people think I am a bigot, that’s their opinion, I know I’m not.  Just because someone disagrees with the political correct view of the week doesn’t make them a bigot. All opinions matter and that is the beauty of living in the United States.  I respect yours, you respect mine.