I Will Judge You

I kind of gave a country a hard time yesterday, and I don’t want anyone to get the wrong idea that I have anything against Arab nations, because I don’t. I’m a political guy, and I think that if any country infringes on the privilege of free individuals who do no harm to other consenting adults or the state as a whole, then I think it’s hypocritical to invite people there who hold those freedoms to heart.

It can have all the laws it wants, but it should print them on the label. Welcome to the United States – contains nuts. Welcome to the United Kingdom – objects in the rearview mirror may appear bigger than they are. Welcome to our country – gays will be jailed. But yes, the fact that people are visiting cuntries is up to them.

I am a prejudiced individual. We are all. We judge people by their accents and appearance all the time. I do every day.

Let’s say I’m out walking my dog in the dark and someone is walking towards me, it is natural for me to check them out, because I don’t have time to strike up a conversation with them and assess their character before they mug me.

If the person approaching is themselves walking a dog and has their hands out of their pockets, I guess I’m ok. But if they have a hood up and one hand in their jacket and their jeans hanging round their arse, then yes, I’ll treat them with suspicion. Want to be treated nicely? Let me see some fucking hands.

I am a liberally minded person, but I have to put in this disclaimer because unfortunately we live in a world liberal credentials are measured by how we appease those least tolerant.

But then you’ve put up with me this week, so maybe I’m the hypocrite. Thanks for reading, anyway.

Have a great weekend.