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Congratulations!
You have finally landed on the one page on this entire site (and on the entire internet for that matter) that is purely without bullshit... my soapbox page. There are a lot of times during our show that, whether it's because of time constraints and other obligations, I don't always get to address some issues that I feel don't get the attention they deserve. There are even more times when I just don't feel like waiting until the show the next day to get some things off my chest. Thus, I have started the "Rob's Soapbox" page. If you have clicked on this page looking for someone to coddle your fragile sense of self-esteem, or tell you what you want to hear or to reinforce your outdated world view, then exit this page right now and go somewhere else. If you are in search of the last forum for reason and common sense left in the world, then sit back, relax, and enjoy. I make only one promise with this soapbox page... if you read long enough and often enough, you will eventually be offended. So here's my latest soapbox. Listen up, 'cause you just might learn something... |
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MY WIFE'S ASS There is very little I enjoy more than getting a rise out of people. I think the thing that most entertains me is exposing the lack of self esteem and confidence that exists inside of most people as it relates to their beliefs and morals. I, of course, use myself as a guide. For example, if you see me on the street alone and tell me that my father is a faggot or my wife is ugly, I will simply smile and wave at you, secure in the knowledge that you are wrong. When one is confident in his facts, one feels no need to argue with stupidity. Knowing that my father is not gay and my wife is a babe makes it easy to ignore such outlandish statements. People, by the way, hide behind asinine and antiquated notions such as "pride" to defend why it is ok to beat on someone who insults your mother; I dismiss such childish defenses for losing control. Extrapolate the example to other issues such as politics, religion, et al. There is nothing wrong with calmly stating your opinion and having a friendly discussion with someone who disagrees with you. However, when people lose control while defending their beliefs, one must wonder what it is about that belief that the person has no confidence in. Imagine if some nimrod insisted to you that the world was flat or the sky was purple. Any sane individual would react to such arguments by laughing, waving off the person and dismissing their claims. The same should be true if you are confident in your convictions on such issues as abortion, the death penalty, your sports teams, your career choices, and on and on it goes. Sadly, people have this void in their lives that demands that others agree with them. It is unfortunate to see so many people who simply cannot be validated by their own selves, and therefore must look outward to find such acceptance. This brings us to my wife's ass. Last month we posted a photo of it in a collage of vacation pictures. Since then, a few more have made their way onto the website. Along the way, I have been most entertained and overjoyed with the handful of delightfully ignorant emails we have received on the subject. To my way of thinking, my wife's ass should bother no one. Ignore it if it offends you, for one. Shrug your shoulders and move along if you simply can't understand why my wife and I would do such a thing. I can't for the life of me comprehend why anyone would want to use their vacation time sleeping in a tent on dirt but I certainly don't demean my friends who camp. Grow up. Alas, my wife and I are now posting pictures of her butt solely to piss off those of you who are so self righteous you can't see straight (this group, by the way, includes select members of my wife's family which brings me additional glee). For the record, my wife was flattered the day this all started when I found her ass to be so sexy in a great pair of jeans that I just had to snap a photo of it. Upon further review, she agreed that her ass did, in fact, look great and found great humor and pride in the idea that her husband loved and accepted her enough to even take the photo, let alone contemplate putting it on the website. Now that we know that it bothers so many people so much, we do it just to entertain ourselves. It's funny; when I sat down to write this column I had every intention when I reached this point, of taking each of your silly little arguments that you've mailed in (it's degrading, it's immature, it's vulgar, etc) and systematically, logically and confidently refuting each of them. Now that I am here I realize that those of you who have such hollow lives as to get offended or caught up in such a thing as a beautiful woman's butt adored by her loving husband are truly sad and not worth my time or effort. I am far more inclined to go share a bottle of wine with my wife and enjoy the life we have built together while reminding ourselves that the greatest gift we've given to each other is the fact that we're not saddled with one of you. Cheers.
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