You’re not the boss of me
Am I the only one who reacts this way to news of that terrorist plot to blow up planes? It’s this outrage that someone I don’t even know, with a beef against someone other than me, is getting to decide how inconvenient my life is going to be from now on. My friends left for the airport this morning for their 6:00 AM flight, and knew they’d have to get there by at least 4:00 AM to deal with all of the new security issues. I have flights planned once or twice a month for the rest of the year, and now I have to factor this in, too.
IT MAKES ME VERY ANGRY. Yes, there’s also this issue about the plot itself and the anxiety that creates, but I just can’t stand the unfairness of strangers having control over my life.
It makes me want to react like the little sister I am. It makes me want to do the opposite of whatever the bully is telling me to do. I’m supposed to be afraid? To change my plans? To stay home and cower? I refuse. You can’t make me. You’re not the boss of me. I’m telling Mom.
Barry, I’m still coming to your book launch party next month. Michelle and Melanie, I’m coming up to New York to hang out with you and the people at Random House for a few days. All my writer buddies, I’m coming to that novel workshop in November. Carolyn, think I’ll visit you for a weekend.
Little sisters are not to be trifled with.
Technorati Tags: Terrorists, Terrorism, Terrorist Plot, Travel, Air Travel, Airplanes
August 11th, 2006 at 6:04 pm
The really depressing thing in all this is that I have an awesome pair of super-comfortable Rockports that are airport friendly although the heel is border line too tall, I used to get through without taking my shoes off occasionally.
Now all shoes must come off and they’ve even cranked down the metal detectors to the 9/11 extreme again and my prince-albert sets it off.
Ok, it’s my beltbuckle, but I bet someone has a prince albert that sets it off. That would be awkward.
No, I don’t really have a prince albert.
August 11th, 2006 at 6:13 pm
I know I’ll regret asking, but . . . Prince Albert? Is that like a fake something?
August 11th, 2006 at 6:23 pm
Oh geez, you DEFINITELY should NOT have asked . . . [link deleted for the sake of young eyes]
And once you’re done turning red from blushing, let’s see if we can turn you red from blood pressure . . .
August 11th, 2006 at 6:45 pm
How did I know you wouldn’t know?
It’s a piercing.
August 11th, 2006 at 6:49 pm
Oh, God. Now I feel like I did when I had to explain “MILF” to my editor. [link deleted for the sake of young eyes]
August 11th, 2006 at 6:51 pm
And whatever you do, don’t click on the wikipedia link if you google it.
August 11th, 2006 at 7:22 pm
Oh.
And here’s my follow-up question:
WHY ON EARTH?????
August 11th, 2006 at 7:35 pm
You guys, I hate to do it because I like you to say what you want to say, but on second thought I had to go back and delete your links because my 11-year-old niece and her little friends read this blog from time to time, and I’m trying to do a decent job being her aunt.
She should wait until she’s as old as I am to be scarred like I just was.
Shiver.
Sorry. Nothing personal.
And next time I won’t ask. (When will I learn?)
August 11th, 2006 at 7:37 pm
Hey, BJ, that’s a really interesting link (the one I left up). I enjoy a good conspiracy theory.
August 11th, 2006 at 10:11 pm
could someone please e-mail the links?
August 12th, 2006 at 8:38 am
I hate to disillusion you, Robin, but if you asked your niece if she knows what the Urban Dictionary is she’ll probably tell you she’s a regular contributor. And I’m sure if she is she lied about her age to do so . . .
August 12th, 2006 at 8:58 am
La, la, la, can’t hear you . . .
August 12th, 2006 at 9:18 am
thanks a bunch bj. my insatiable curiousity got the better of me and i took a visit to the “urban dictionary”–ugh. i even went to far as to look up “prince albert”–double ugh (patrick say it ain’t so). is it true that this stuff stays on your hard drive forever?–i have a national security clearance at stake here.
ps what about that other link?
August 12th, 2006 at 5:24 pm
To broach the original subject of the post,I had planned to visit England in the summer of 2002(I was meeting up with a group of Jane Austen fans to see some major JA sites)and my dad tried his best to persuade me not to go. My mom got him to back down and let me decide for myself.
I went on the trip and it was not only my first time out of the country but my first time on a plane as well. It was one of the best experiences of my life. I haven’t had another opportunity to fly since then but I say,as long as you’re careful,go right ahead and get onboard!
Also,you should play the Snakes on a Plane theme song while you’re in the airport to give courage to your fellow passengers:)
August 12th, 2006 at 7:17 pm
First of all, Lady T, BLESS YOU for bringing us back to the original subject.
Second, I was in England a few months ago doing a Jane Austen geek thing myself! High five!
Third, I must see Snakes on a Plane. I don’t know when I’ve been so excited to see a movie.
August 12th, 2006 at 7:47 pm
Robin, you’re the one who derailed this. I was talking about heightened airport security. Please don’t try to lay blame on me. I’m innocent.
I’ll say this, there’s a lot more room in the overhead bins now.
And I didn’t have time to watch the whole conspiracy video, but, I will say that I met Todd “Let’s Roll” Beamer’s Dad, before and after 9/11.
August 13th, 2006 at 5:34 pm
You’re welcome,Robin-always happy to help:) And high five right back at you for
geeking it,JA style!