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no offense but..../ life of lu

-Have you come across the phrase "no offense but..." followed by something quite cruel, hurtful or just plain ignorant?
I have been coming across the phrase quite a bit lately and it is starting to bug me quite a lot.
How much more ridiculous can one phrase be?

The other day someone I know quite well used that phrase and followed it by something that stung me slightly. It wasn't a nice comment. Or at least I didn't think so. But what got me was that the person continued on talking as if such an insult hadn't been thrown.
Is it really adequate to say "no offense but..." and expect no repercussions for your words?
Codswollop if you ask me!
Then today I took a taxi home from teaching as it was pouring from the skies.
The trip started off fine but I noticed that the taxi driver kept referring to his religion.
I'll be honest, I wasn't bothered. In fact I love hearing people talk about their religion.
Especially those with much faith.
When those with a lot of faith speak about their religion they always seem so happy.
I love seeing people happy therefore I love hearing the devout tell me about their faith.
But this time it was different.
It felt different.
It felt more like a lecture than a chat.
I don't like that at all.
Anyhoo, the man started talking about mormon missionaries who had come to his door.
And what he said about them was horrendous. He just  mocked and mocked and mocked.
So I interrupted and asked him not to be so disrespectful of other people's beliefs.
I even used the whole treat your neighbour as you want to be treated line.
(I was trying to fight fire with fire)
but he was quite brutal with his words.
So I challenged him and asked him what made his beliefs stronger than the mormon beliefs and he argued that there was only one true faith.
At this point I mentioned that every faith believes that it is the one true faith and surely it is more important to live a good life and follow the common values for good than to nitpick over the smaller points...
I thought it was a valid point.
He did not.
So we discussed it a little more and then he said
"No offense but I think those weirdos have fried your brain"
How is that not offensive????
Am I not alone in thinking the phrase is insulting in itself?
hmmmm...

- Today I learnt a new word.
 It means a wooded, uninhabited area.
Isn't it super!
Willowwacks!
He waded wearily through the willowwacks!
Love it!

I think that is all I have to say today...
until the next time!
x


Comments

  1. Lu,
    I don't know why, but it really means a lot to me that you'd stand up for us Mormons that way. I'm sorry for the "no offense" part of it, though. Sometimes people are just ignorant and terribly intolerant. You're the prime example of goodness though. And I appreciate you.

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