Sal’s no cougar but she’s a bit of a log-finder, a real maritime polecat. And the gal has been a’hunting, she has. She’s out there right now as I sit here blogging, looking to wrangle some more loose, cellulose cannons. Just as well, we are pounding through the woodpile right now.
The kinds of logs we like are the lesser diameter ones and such logs are often called pecker-poles ’round these here parts.
But for obvious reasons, that term is no longer acceptable in polite society so I have circumcised it down to simply a ‘pole’. God knows, Sherry Romanado, for one, will feel a great deal less stressed, I am sure, when it is cut into shorter lengths and eventually burnt. Maybe stomp on the ashes too, eh,Sherry?
I am trying to be more sensitive to the sisters like her but I think the best way to deal with such ugly-word realities is simply NOT to tell her that such disreputable poles exist. She’s empowered and independent and worthy as the MP for Longueuil-Charles-LeMoyne in Quebec but that doesn’t mean she has to take any man-abuse. Seems she found the words, ‘threesome’ and ‘sandwich’ very upsetting and sexual in nature and has been upset for months. Five apologies were not enough to assuage our honourable member’s feelings.
Apologies for the use of ‘member’. (Apologies for the use of ‘honourable)’.
Apologies also to those born in Poland, by the way. NOT for being born in Poland, of course, but for the rather insensitive use of the word ‘pole’.
Apologies to the descendants of the late Earl of Sandwich, too. That noble gentleman ate meat buffeted by bread so that he could continue gambling back in the 18th century. Hmmm….by gambling, I mean games-of-chance, NOT prancing and leaping about in a hedonistic way (gamboling).
Do I have to now apologize for ‘cannons’? Given the juxtaposition of the words ‘cougar’ and ‘poles’ and ‘cannons’, my meaning could be misconstrued as sexual. Let me rephrase that: I KNOW it has been misconstrued if, for no other reason than I drew that interpretation possibility to your attention.
And therein lies the major part of my point: Ms Romanado’s ‘take’ on Mr. Bezan’s comments were the worst possible interpretation of the words. In fact, when it came to the word ‘sandwich’ there was no bad connotation to infer except the one she attributed to it. The offense was 100% in the ears of the beholder on that one and 99.5% in the primary one, ‘threesome’.
Given that the preponderance of meaning can easily lie with the listener and given the innocuous wording itself, wouldn’t it be somewhat safe to opine that the offense was actually hers? Didn’t SHE make the incident a bad one, not him? Isn’t she being the ‘sexual one’? (Ironic note: Ms Romanado was particularly upset over this horrendous verbal assault because the incident occurred at a Veteran’s Affairs announcement and she was trying to build credibility with Veterans.)
I don’t really know about this kind of nonsense. I don’t really care. It was less than a pimple on a wart in the mountain range that is the current gender battle. How ludicrous it all is. How utterly asinine that such stupidity is taken seriously by anyone.
He should apologize for apologizing.
To be fair, the office of hysterical reactions to human relations abuses, OCHRO, (Office of the Chief Human Resource Officer) did an investigation of the original complaint and concluded that no offense had occurred back in June. Such is the nature of our world that the OCHRO conclusion and the five apologies made by the ‘perp’ (now known to the police) were not enough for Ms Romanado and her life has been stressful and upset ever since.
Apologies for the word ‘asinine’, of course.
I may have strayed from topic…..apologies for that, too. Please see pics of ‘Po**cat Sa*’ and one of her ‘trophies’. We are calling the loose logs ‘Bobbitts’ from now on. You know, cause they ‘bob’ in the water…. ? There’s gonna be a lot of Bobbitts floating around from now on. Of that, I am sure.