Eggs With A Side Of Hate
11 years ago
General
Hello, world.
I just had breakfast. It was a contender for the worst meal, of any time of the day, in my life. This is not hyperbole. The curious thing is that the food was good, the service: excellent, and the place, a favorite of mine where I’m well-known and welcomed whenever I go. My visits have gotten frequent enough that the waitresses know what I will drink the moment I walk in the door and that, almost always, I order a side of the spicy avocado verde with my eggs. Today was no different in any of those qualities.
What did differ from normal was the group of racist, Christian supremacist, homophobic, professional victims sitting at a table behind me. What started with one of them crowing about how a dumb college student at a Catholic college had been chastised for speaking in support of homosexuality and, when he told his professor that he had a right to speak his opinion, was told he did not have that right by a higher, university authority. They laughed at him, derided him in absentia, for daring to speak against commonly-understood Catholic stances on “queers”. Of course, they said, he should have been kicked out of the school.
It was a few minutes later that they began to talk about the Muslims (aka “the mahz-lehms”). They started by talking about how they were infiltrating the police, courts, and elected offices, “because that’s how they do it”. Then, they spoke about how a woman got killed by her mahzlehm father for dating a white guy (“you know: normal” … yes, he actually said that) and how the judge let him off because it was allowed under Sharia law. Finally, towards the end of this all-you-can-eat racism buffet, one said that the answer was simple: deport them all, nuke the Middle East, and take their oil. “But you have to be sure to get rid of the Somalians, too … they’re just as bad.”
These people were about half elderly (white hair, wrinkles, etc…) and the other half were in my age-bracket of their forties to fifties. They were nearly the only other people in the place and were very loud. Needless to say, I ate as quickly as I could and left.
Why didn’t I confront them? Honestly: I thought about it.
Sure, I agree that the First Amendment doesn’t mean you can’t be told by a private institution to sit down and shut up … or that certain topics are not allowed when on the premises. That’s fine. It’s the attitude and self-righteous dogma that made me bristle. Their horrific world-view made my stomach churn, quite literally. And I knew that if I confronted them, nothing would be solved. Nothing would change except I would be even angrier and they would be increasingly entrenched.
Will I go back to my favorite breakfast spot?
Without the shadow of a doubt. I love that place. But if I walk in and see that group of angry, bitter, hateful people, there, I’ll find another restaurant. I don’t need a side-dish of bullshit with my omelet.
I just had breakfast. It was a contender for the worst meal, of any time of the day, in my life. This is not hyperbole. The curious thing is that the food was good, the service: excellent, and the place, a favorite of mine where I’m well-known and welcomed whenever I go. My visits have gotten frequent enough that the waitresses know what I will drink the moment I walk in the door and that, almost always, I order a side of the spicy avocado verde with my eggs. Today was no different in any of those qualities.
What did differ from normal was the group of racist, Christian supremacist, homophobic, professional victims sitting at a table behind me. What started with one of them crowing about how a dumb college student at a Catholic college had been chastised for speaking in support of homosexuality and, when he told his professor that he had a right to speak his opinion, was told he did not have that right by a higher, university authority. They laughed at him, derided him in absentia, for daring to speak against commonly-understood Catholic stances on “queers”. Of course, they said, he should have been kicked out of the school.
It was a few minutes later that they began to talk about the Muslims (aka “the mahz-lehms”). They started by talking about how they were infiltrating the police, courts, and elected offices, “because that’s how they do it”. Then, they spoke about how a woman got killed by her mahzlehm father for dating a white guy (“you know: normal” … yes, he actually said that) and how the judge let him off because it was allowed under Sharia law. Finally, towards the end of this all-you-can-eat racism buffet, one said that the answer was simple: deport them all, nuke the Middle East, and take their oil. “But you have to be sure to get rid of the Somalians, too … they’re just as bad.”
These people were about half elderly (white hair, wrinkles, etc…) and the other half were in my age-bracket of their forties to fifties. They were nearly the only other people in the place and were very loud. Needless to say, I ate as quickly as I could and left.
Why didn’t I confront them? Honestly: I thought about it.
Sure, I agree that the First Amendment doesn’t mean you can’t be told by a private institution to sit down and shut up … or that certain topics are not allowed when on the premises. That’s fine. It’s the attitude and self-righteous dogma that made me bristle. Their horrific world-view made my stomach churn, quite literally. And I knew that if I confronted them, nothing would be solved. Nothing would change except I would be even angrier and they would be increasingly entrenched.
Will I go back to my favorite breakfast spot?
Without the shadow of a doubt. I love that place. But if I walk in and see that group of angry, bitter, hateful people, there, I’ll find another restaurant. I don’t need a side-dish of bullshit with my omelet.
FA+

Just disgusted.
And one of them even said, when one of the others complained about how he gets chided for speaking his mind (and bemoaning how "politically correct" the world has gotten), "Yeah: I have feelings, too!"
<sighs> Hypocrisy. Gotta love it.
Make sure that he/she knows it was because the group was espousing racist and homophobic dogma in such a way that others in the restaurant couldn't avoid it.