I have a collection of soap boxes…
For clarification sake, let’s begin with the definition…
Soap Box – a raised platform, originally a wooden box used to carry soap, that one stands on to make an impromptu speech,
Metaphorically speaking one ’stands on a soap box’ while dispelling a somewhat ostenatatious monologue about an issue near and dear to their heart,even if no one elses.
I have such a vast collection of soap boxes on which I like to take opportunity to stand, I could probably line them up and cross the Amazon River at it’s widest point and walk across without getting wet!
Just to name a few,
Soap Box #1 Lying – the act of telling a mistruth
the act of not telling the whole truth
the act of not telling any of the truth to a person whom you know you should tell the whole truth
I have no tolerance for liars!!! If you have nothing to say, Shut Up, if you aren’t willing to tell the whole truth and nothing but the truth, Shut Up, and if you say “it is okay to not tell someone something I clearly should tell them” Shut Up!! It is not okay to Lie, be who you are, think what you want, say what you think, and if you don’t like who you are, what you think, or what you have to say, then change it before you start spewing lies out of your basket of bull shit!
Soap Box #2 Schlepping – the act of carrying your baby in in the car seat, with your arm fully extended, leaving the baby swinging back and forth at calf height like a bowling bag.
I have no tolerance for schleppers! It’s called a car seat because it is a safe place for the baby to sit in the car. It is not called a carrying case! I admit it is great to have for baby to sit in a top the grocery cart (safely attached ofcourse) or in a restaraunt (secured in the sling, made for holding baby in seat while you eat). But this does not mean that you have to schlep your child from the car to these locations swinging him at your side like a bowling bag!
Soap Box #3 - ‘How are you, I’m fine’ Syndrome – a disease which we all have in which we spontaneously ask ‘how are you’, when we really don’t care, or respond, ‘I’m fine’, when we are one step away from buying a six pack, a pizza and crawling into bed with three movies we know will make us cry!
Why do we ask ’how are you?’ Is it because we really care, want to get involved in someone’s day or problem or life? Or is it just cliche’ to say ‘how are you?’ to imply that we are sensative to the feeelings of another human being when we are really just hoping they will say ‘I’m fine’ so we can a) get on our merry way or b) unload our problems on them.
Why do we say ‘I’m fine’, when we’re not. Is it because today may suck, but we know this too shall pass? Or is it because we know the person asking doesn’t really care, doesn’t really have time, or will mercilessly ridicule us for years to come if we tell them the truth?
Aren’t Soap Boxes great? You can get off them, just as quickly as you got on them, and when ever you want, the soap box is right there to step onto again!
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