Behaving Like Adults

I think we can all remember a moment in our late teens or early adult hood when we needed to discuss something important with our parents, something that they would likely disagree with you on, but you needed to be a mature, responsible adult and have a mature conversation because that was the way to resolve the issue at hand.

10 minutes into the conversation and they don’t seem to be agreeing with all your well-thought out arguments.

So instead you start yelling at them in the middle of the living room, jumping up and down, acting like an idiot, throwing glitter all over the place and then you storm out of the house.

Oh wait, sorry, that was the gay community during a protest Michele Bachmann’s clinic in Minnesota.

This didn’t even start out mature. In fact, the people at the clinic dealt with the situation with much more grace than I would have under the circumstance’s.

This was just embarrassing to the gay community as a whole.

Sorry, I thought the gay community was trying to have a mature debate over the legalities of same-sex marriage. Clearly I missed the memo about how we were going to revert to being 5 years old and start throwing tantrums to get what we want.

Same-sex marriage is a serious topic, one that needs mature discourse, not glitter bombing.

You want same-sex marriage? That means being an adult, because, last I checked, 5 year old children can’t get married.

You want to be treated as an adult. Then you better start behaving like one.

By the way.

This glitter bombing was done by the same guy that glitter bombed Newt Gingrich.

(btw: This video is hilarious)

I know when you are pissed off at someone, it seems easiest to throw a fit and scream at them. Believe, me, I know. That story up there at the top, minus the jumping up and down and glitter, and add in a little sobbing hysterically, is actually something that I’ve done before.

But you lose respect when you react in that way.

So next time you get pissed off and feel the urge to dress up like a barbarian and go scream at a receptionist somewhere, because you think it will be a great way to get your point across…don’t.