Opinions...like assholes, we all have them. Isn't that a weird saying?
Anyhoo some are deemed to be publicly popular/universally accepted. You never know until you put it out there, right? Here are some of my opinions that might be unpopular. You let me know. Also, does anyone else feel like I've done this blog post before?
Eating coconut is like eating shredded paper.
Christmas Day is my second least favorite day of the year.
The Christmas season begins after Thanksgiving.
Listening to a book is not the same as reading a book in any way.
College is not for everyone.
Kids who don't understand what the words mean should not be reciting the Pledge of Allegiance.
Teachers are underpaid.
A lot of Beatles songs suck. I don't dislike them but I don't get worshiping at their altar either.
Most country music sounds like people singing hurdy gurdy over and over again.
I have zero interest in podcasts, Harry Potter, or Game of Thrones. I've listened to them/attempted to read/watch them and, no.
Fruit does not belong on hot food unless it's a dessert.
I don't get the hubbub about Beyonce.
No one should have to pay for medication they need to survive.
Churches should not be tax exempt unless they are doing some serious fucking work for the poor, needy, and under-served in the community
Long rounded nails creep me out. So do ragged, unkempt/uneven nails.
If you support government laws on abortion you think you have the right to tell others what to do with their bodies. If you don't support those laws, you think every person has the right to bodily autonomy. Period. It is that simple. Pro-life and pro-choice are dog whistle words. Do you think you can control someone else's body? Would you give up control of yours to the state or to Joe down the street to tell you what you can and can't do with it? Would you support having children born against someone's will placed in your home for life? Where you actually fall on the subject of abortion lies in your answers to those three questions.
I'd rather clean the bathroom toilet than go out dancing.
I simultaneously hate the term adulting and think it is perfect.
Tell me some of yours.
Happy happy happy birthday to my aunt Maria!
