I got lazy over the weekend and didn’t cook shit even though I promised that if the sun came out I would.
Sometimes you just wanna be a bum, whatever right?
So I decided to bum around with my friend, flipping channels and whatnot, until this random documentary with Meryl Streep comes on.
Me and my friend, Keyana, we’re having a good time, everything’s going great, we’re just chilling and bullshitting, what could go wrong?
If you can imagine like, the beginning of a horror movie where they show the perfect family…
Everybody’s happy, people are wearing white linen, smiling at each other, the whole deal, right?
Then all of a sudden they pan the camera to the bushes, POV of like Mike Myers.
That is basically what happened.
So we’re watching this old documentary of Meryl Streep because it was randomnly on so why not, right?
And she’s being interviewed by the typical old white dude who you know smells like an old person.
You just know it.
Some old people don’t smell like old people but he looks like he smells like an old person, you know?
Smells of like cigars and ashtrays, bengay … couple world wars, maybe a date rape.
So he’s interviewing Meryl Streep, the great Meryl Streep, and they’re reviewing all her past roles, going through the whole thing, and the old guy there, who smells of prescription meds, goes, “You know whenever they talk about the roles you play, they always say you play independant minded women, very strong women.”
And she’s like, “I know! That’s what they say…I mean, when a guy takes a role, they never say to him you play a strong willed character, yada yada yada – ”
And I nodded, she had a point there.
Then they showed her giving a speech to a group of women, young women, after she played Margaret Thatcher and she’s trying to inspire them.
So she takes a quote from her character and goes, “You know if you want a bunch of people to stand around and talk about doing something, you gotta talk to men. But if you want it to actually get done, you gotta get a woman.”
And all the chicks go, woooooooooo!!
Flipping out, right?
I start laughing and I’m like, yaaaay, reverse sexism.
And my friend pressed pause and looked at me like, what do you mean?
Like my whole fucking theory is that everyone is a piece of shit, you just don’t always have the power to act out what the fuck you want to do.
Because that right there, if you flipped that around…as a guy…
If you’re running for president, it’s fucking OVER.
You can’t like just be like,
“….and I’l tell you whuuut, after I get you jobs and after I fix this economy….ok…because I’m the man to do it and I’ll tell you right now… if you’re looking for someone to stand around and talk about doing somethin’, you get a woman, you wanna get it done – you gotta get a man.
Here are my nuts, right here on the podium. Vote for me Novemeber 4th.”
You did that, your presidential campaign is over.
She does that and it’s fucking adorable.
And it’s just as fucking ignorant.
Am I nuts?
So whatever, so I made that little comment and she got pissed at me.
But am I really an asshole for saying that?
I was making a point and she made a big deal about it but it felt good playing devils advocate for a little but all I’m really looking for is someone to agree with me.
Here’s a quick snack I make sometimes when I need something filling that’s not food food.
It’s healthy and shit too.
And yes I’m going back to bright backgrounds.
I was just testing the waters.
Banana, Honey & Peanut Butter
What I Used
1 Banana. 1 tbsp Honey (sub maple syrup). 1 tbsp Peanut Butter. 1 tbsp Coconut Oil.
What I Did
Slice the nanas in 1/2 in pieces.
The bananas, not your grandma.
Heat 1 tbsp coconut oil in a skillet and gently saute both sides of the banana slices until golden brown.
Remove from heat and place on a paper towel to drain any excess oil.
Serve by drizzling honey or syrup on top with a spoon of peanut butter on the side.