Call Me an Ignoramus Moron —————- by Steve Nadis
The fact is, I’ve been called a lot of things over the years. (“Who hasn’t?” I’d like to humbly submit.) But never “ignoramus moron.” Them’s fightin’ words–almost enough to make you want to take stock of the situation and perhaps not mouth off so glibly as you might have in the past. For instance, maybe I shouldn’t be talking so much about torture, when it’s clear I have absolutely no idea what it means–at least as performed by top U.S. practitioners in secret prisons in Eastern Europe. The same could be said about my lack of expertise in matters pertaining to volleyball and flying squirrels, two other areas about which I’m prone to make sweeping (and specious) pronouncements.
As I said before, it’s ALMOST enough to prompt me to change my ways, exercise a bit of caution for a change, and quit running off at the mouth at the slightest provocation. “Almost enough,” like I said. But still not quite enough. So I’ll continue to air my half-baked arguments at considerable risk of being called an “ignoramus moron” again. Or worse.
You mean "ignoramous moron" is derogative? Crap, my wife calls me that all the time! I thought it was my pet name.
Maybe I”m wrong. Maybe your wife and mine were using terms of endearment.
Gentlemem? Let me assure you that "ignoramus moron" is NOT a term of endearment. You need to strive for something like honey, sweetie, darling, sugah, sugar pants, etc. As I ponder over the phrase "ignoramus moron," I observe a few things. First, that moniker is quite a mouthful to spout out out at someone! One of your wives is liable to twist her tongue like Linda Blair or something. If I might suggest since the acronym is "IM," as a loving gesture, you might offer it up as a way to more expediently express themselves. Feel free to plagiarize and/or paraphrase my idea and adapt it. I”d be interested to know their responses.
Oops…..that should have been "Gentlemen"
Hey Windfall — Thanks for the female perspective. I guess being called an ignoramus moron is not so great after all…