Open Mind Over Matter
I started reading Cosmo when I was about eighteen. Religiously, I bought it from the local grocery store, never bothering to get a subscription. I couldn’t wait to get home and devour all of that valuable information about men and sex and dieting. And how could I forget the Cosmo Quiz? “Are you too selfish?” “Does he love you?” “Are your toenails too long?” “Are you high maintenance?”
I stopped reading it several years ago. I began to think that something was wrong with me since I’ve never gotten a boob job and men weren’t sending me flowers every Monday and Thursday. I think I’m better off living my relatively bland life when compared to that of the Cosmo Seductress. I just don’t have the energy, the legs, or the time, to scamper from obsequious men while wearing a skirt so short and tight that anyone within a mile radius knows when I had my last bikini wax.
So, I changed direction. It wasn’t about sex and dieting and dating anymore. Other things mattered. I was going to expand my mind.Â
How? I picked up painfully liberal magazines, whose articles explaining why our tax dollars should be supporting homeless drunks made my eyelashes hurt. I was raised in a dog-eat-dog house where it was every man for himself. If you didn’t work, you didn’t eat.Â
I started talking to Neo-Nazis who taught me about 1488 and Rahowa. My best childhood friend was a black girl who became valedictorian. Sending her back to Africa would mean one less pediatrician in America.
I did this to deliberately expose myself with vigor to ideas that violently opposed to everything I believed in. To expand my knowledge. To focus on something other than myself.
I still do that every day. I read articles that oppose gay marriage. I watch religious programming on television. I spend time with people who want my tax money to pay for their extravagances. I suggest I believe one thing to more completely understand the other side.Â
It keeps the mind open, the ideas flowing, and the debates interesting. This whole open-minded knowledge-expansion thing even introduced to the Brazilian.
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11.21.07 / 6pm
I store my Mother Jones back issues next to the Playboys, on a shelf perilously close to the gun cabinet.
It makes for good conversation.
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11.21.07 / 8pm
Now that’s just plain fun.
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