Posted on 10/21/2011 5:29:02 AM PDT by A_perfect_lady
I met a typical Democrat on the bus last night. Here’s a little context: I live and work in Los Angeles and am a woman in my mid-40s. I’m about as attractive as a woman in her mid-40s can be when she cuts her own hair and needs to lose about 10lbs. In other words, I’m okay enough. I wear skirts and make-up. But I’d had a long day, so I doubt I was in top form.
I got on the crowded bus downtown, and a heavy-set black man in his 60s offered me the seat next to him. (No, he’s not the person I’m about to describe. He was a bystander.) I sat down gratefully and we began to chat. He’d been a custodian for years, in schools and colleges, and we talked about kids-these-days and the state of the economy. Well, he did most of the talking. But that was okay; I was tired.
Soon, I became aware that an elderly white man in thick, dark glasses was paying attention to our conversation. He entered into it and the two men began to discuss the politicians whom they held responsible for society’s decay. Of course, they were both ardent liberals, but the white fellow was far more voluble on the “idiocy” and “stupidity” of men like Reagan, Bush, Schwarzenegger, etc. Oh, they were the stupidest creatures alive, he stated smugly. The other fellow did not disagree. Soon his stop came and he left us with a pleasant goodbye.
The minute he was out of sight, the old white man’s smile turned to a faint sneer. “That type always lives in the past,” he told me with assurance. Not he, however. He lived in the present. He always had something going on. He was in the entertainment business! Yes! He had deals in the works right now. He had money in his wallet right now. Lots of it. (I cautioned him about announcing this on a public bus in L.A., and he chuckled but continued.)
After establishing himself as a man of means and vision, he began hitting on me. He was funny, he told me. To prove it, he launched into a stream of dirty jokes. Then he tried to give me his telephone number. Have I mentioned he was 40 years older than me, and I am no spring chicken myself? But a woman needs a man, he informed me, and if I didn’t have one, that was a shame, a real shame. Did I like other woman? No? Well then, take my phone number, come on, take it.
He told me a few more dirty jokes and I soon noticed that a pretty little Latina teenager had taken the seat next to me and was listening to his blandishments with cringing embarrassment. I pointed out that she was very young and probably shouldn’t hear such things, but he assured me that teens today knew more about sex than I did. Then he turned to her and started in on her, letting her know that he found her, too, sufficiently attractive to warrant the blessing of his notice. He assured us both that he was very interested in sex. And money. And he had lots of money.
He told a few more jokes, tried to press his phone number on me, and finally gave up when his stop came (to the immense relief of the young girl next to me, and myself.) After he left, I mused: that is a typical liberal male. Chauvinistic, arrogant, obsessed with sex, pushy, and possessing a tendency to vastly overrate his own intelligence, wit, and appeal. When I got home, I took a bath.
So.. are you going to call him or not?
Was it Richard Belzer?
You showed more grace and dignity than I could have in that situation.
You really do sound like a perfect lady.
Lucky he didn’t rape you since we failed to pass the “jobs bill”.
He really is an idiot.
You mean he didn’t show you a handful of Viagra?................
Sorry that you and the young lady had to endure that.
I know, how could I refuse such a tempting offer, eh? I managed to resist somehow.
He attempts to pin society’s decays on others and then starts hitting on you and a young woman with his vulgar manners?
Should have called him out on his hypocrasy.
Perfect example why we in LA will sit in traffic for hours on end so that we can be in our own car, with our own music, talking on our cells undisturbed, drinking our coffee... all this is totally worth it avoiding such incidents on a daily basis.
Firstly, I commend you on a well-written piece. The pacing and storyline are excellent. Just terrific, and yet, I would surmise you don’t write for a living.
Second, your tale has lots of angles and pits tiny nooks and crags to note. Primarily, it’s about the utterly offensive nature of so many people in our society. But also, quite obviously, it’s also about the hypocrisy of the typical liberal. On one hand, outwardly oh so tolerant, yet, in private, disgustingly racist and judgmental based on nothing but their own mal-formed moral codes.
Then there’s unwillingness of a person to recognize their own stench and offensiveness. And there’s also a good bit of prodding us, the readers, into “What would you have done?” thought.
Just excellent. Kudos.
Yeah, I think once I clear all my debt, I might have to get a car again. This doesn’t happen all the time, but the bus is sometimes unpleasant. And now they’ve put TVs in them and are forcing a made-for-transit soap opera about Mexican-Americans on us. On the bright side, it has its amusing moments. Yesterday featured a cat-fight between the mothers of two teen lovers who just found out a baby is on the way. I was the only one laughing out loud, though.
Thank you! No, I don’t write for a living, and I can already see a couple places I should have clarified which “he” I was referring to in order to avoid confusion during the time both men were on the bus. Oh well. But I don’t intend to prod anyone with “what would you have done.” I mean, what CAN you do to a man in his mid-80’s? I don’t have the heart to tear up an old man, even a disgusting one. I was just making an observation, because I have met his type again and again. They are generally in the entertainment business or academia, and they are just loathsome.
You should have asked Mr. Moneybags if his car was in the shop. Kudos to you for your finesse in this situation. I don’t think I could have handled him as gracefully.
LOL!
Describes perfectly every lib I know.
Too bad you don’t have the right to carry.
The Marine cleaned his clock.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wzbNaai3Ik0
I think I would have had a very easy time pulling this masher to the door of the bus by his ear and introducing him to the sidewalk with a size 11 to the seat of his pants.
Are there any men left in the world?
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