I had to pass this along to show my friends that I never carry a grudge.
This morning I woke up and saw that Yassar Arafat had died. Now, I must be honest with you, I wasn't filled with anything even approaching remorse, but I just knew in my heart of hearts that I had to take this moment and remember the man who gave us death, destruction, obstruction to peace and was just a rather large boil on the ass of the world. The question was, how do I honor this momentous place in time.
My mind raced with ideas, but all were dismissed as not being BIG enough. I knew I had to make a point! I knew I had to get through to people just how significant an event the death of the loser was! But how! How in GOD's (Allah, Yahweh, Vishna, to be PC) was I to TRULY mark this event! Then it hit me . . .its simplicity all the more eloquent.
I waited until around 8am for people to start coming into work. I then reached for the bowl I had previously filled with candy and went around to everyone. "Want a piece of candy?" "What for?" "Why to mark this momentous occasion! Yassar Arafat is FINALLY dead!!" With looks of surprise at a celebration at the death of someone, I said to each and every one of them:
"His people danced in the streets, ululating and throwing candy in the air when 3000 of us were murdered on 9/11 . . . I just decided to return the favor."
There's something to be said for living in a Red state!
Excellent...I applaud you!
I just may put some candy in my purse to be on the ready if I hear anyone mention the now deceased terrorist.