16 Things I Loathe About American Society (2017): And You Should Too

By H. G. Hastings-Duffield

It is a miscellany of commentaries on absurdities prevalent in American societysuch as sleazy television fare, fraudulent and inaccurate language, Christian values, and the justice system. The author means to edify readers with his criticism in an attempt to make American society more sophisticated.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Apr 4, 2017
• ISBN: 9781543412352

H. G. Hastings-Duffield

The author is professor emeritus of Central Michigan University, where he taught writing, literature, and aesthetics for thirty years. He has published twenty-two books—some on American society and the Christian religion and four novels. He is a professional cabinetmaker, clock maker, and basket weaver.

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CONTENTS

Preface

Introduction

Breast Flesh Display

Justice

Declaration Of Independence

Christian Values

Euphemisms

Lgbt

News

Amendment 2

I Think …

Sleazy Tv

Syrians

In God We Trust

Fraudulent Language

Amusements

Evilangelists

Jesus Christ: The Real Story

Made by the Right Writer Press

A Secular Humanist (Atheist) Enterprise

Other publications by the author under the names Holley Gene Duffield; H. G. Duffield

Tolstoy and the Critics: Literature and Aesthetics (1965)

Problems in Criticism of the Arts (1967)

Journal of Shaker Studies (editor and author) (1995–1998)

Historical Dictionary of the Shakers (2000)

On a Tiny Iceberg Drifting South: The Tale of a Man Who Chose Not to Swim: A Novel (2007)

Two Pups and a Pop: Probers of Problems, Issues, and Other Things: A Novel (2007)

Calvin and Reuben Reveal the Shakers: A History (2007)

Shakers, Mormons, and Orthodox Christians: Any Good News for Everyman? (2010)

About Stuff in Our Society (2010)

Reuben’s Tale: Of Loves, Truths, and Deceptions: A Novel (2011)

God and Religion: Myth, Tyranny, and Ignorance (2011)

You and I and God: The Glory, Jest, and Riddles of the World (2011)

The Meaning of God and Thoughts about Incredible Christianity (2012)

The Christian God Is Unnecessary, Dangerous, and Disgraceful (2012)

Life Is Like … (World Poetry Movement, 2012) (2012)

Preposterous Principles and Practices of Christianity (2012)

The Yahoos of American Society (2013)

As I See Them: Remarkable Matters in My America (2013)

I Am God by Name, a Megalomaniac by Choice (2014)

Reuben and Women: An Uncommon Account of an Uncommon Man’s Love of the Pleasure of Pleasures: A Celebration of Natural Human Sexuality (2015)

Unsolicited Discourses by an Atheist for the Edification of Citizens, Especially Christians, Who Are Unaware of Their Ignorance (2015)

Two Yellow Lab Puppies and an Old Guy: A Treasure of Fabulous Tales by an Incomparable Trio (2016)

Preface

Something Yogi Berra might have said:

Of all the people in the world, humans are the silliest and meanest.

Introduction

Loathe: have intense dislike of, disgust for …

(The American Heritage College Dictionary, Fourth Edition)

1

BREAST FLESH DISPLAY

I loathe women who are so proud of the bags of fat that evolution has hung on their chest that they are impelled by false pride to display as much of them as they can and as often as they can without being charged by Baptists and their ilk with indecent exposure in public.

Case in point: I recently attended my nine-year-old grandson’s baseball game. Among the spectators was the mother of one of my grandson’s teammates. Her cleavage, so-called, was halfway to her umbilicus. Much titty flesh (maybe 38 DDD) was on parade, so to speak––nipples peaking but not quite fully exposed. Given the nature of our society, she could not have been ignorant of a male’s perusal and attitude about such display.

The mother might have been regarded as sexy––a woman with whom a male would like to engage in fucking––that is, sexual intercourse, coitus, copulation just for the fun of it––what cheaters do. Since all the other female spectators were demure, I wondered what the mother had in mind with her flesh display. Did she hope that some of the other females would hit on her––would want to fondle and suck those big fat tits?

Other than I, no adult males were in the audience. Did she seek my attention/admiration––that of and eighty-two-year-old grandfather? I confess that she and all other females of her ilk (millions of them) are an enigma to me. Undoubtedly, they are persons of questionable sophistication, of confusion about how to be the grandest human they can be.

Other than Debbi and Snookie, who gives a damn whether Debbie’s titties (Anglo-Saxon: teat) are fatter than Snookie’s? What does an admirer do with all that fat that titillates him or her? And is to evoke titillation the reason for the display? He or she can neither slide a finger into it nor a penis either. Some women even enlarge the bags with silicone, as if doing so makes them more attractive and sexually desirable. Nitwits! They should spend more time reading and thinking.

What is certain is that through evolutionary biology, females of the human species developed an apparatus for feeding newborns, thus keeping them alive to perpetuate the species. (God did not have one damn thing to do with it despite the idiotic claims of nitwit Theist/Creationists who offer no facts––indisputable evidence, that is––for their silly creation by design thesis.) Mammary glands (breasts, tits) evolved as a practical matter.

(By the way, a curiosity: nowhere in Genesis is a mention of Eve’s breasts. Did she have any? Also, no other body parts are even mentioned––neither hers nor Adam’s, her significant other––which invites us to speculate about where Michelangelo got his information to delineate minutely their bodies in his Sistine Chapel fresco. His images are phony, of course. Thus, the content of the fresco is without significance, so the alleged greatness of the painter can be due only to his skill in drawing imaginary images and his determination to make something out of nothing.)

However, evolutionary society, if you will, has warped this tool, this mechanism, into something for which it did not evolve: an apparatus that has become an enticement for sexual intercourse, copulation, coitus, sexing just for the fun of it (fucking, that is––not to be confused with propagation). Take a look at the magazines––of no social significance, of course––displayed at virtually every pharmacy and grocery store in America, Any chick with a pair of tits far less than completely covered can appear on a front cover, as if she is playing her trump card––ogle me, ogle me, ogle me. C’mon, please. she seems to plead. I signed a contract to get sales for the magazine. Wouldn’t you like to caress these babies and suck on them?

What? She says that selling her virtually naked breasts was not her intent to get oglers to stare at them in a lecherous manner, that she really wanted only to display her new fabulously expensive blouse, that it was cut down the front virtually to her umbilicus and just enough to hide the whole of her nipples, but they do peek out a bit, eh, which was merely coincidental to the designer’s aim at producing haute couture.

I suspect anyone who believes such a silly fabrication for being a magazine cover whore did not get enough of his or her momma’s milk that promotes healthy brain development.

Her inglorious magazine display is absolutely trite. She’s just another silly girl who has not thought hard and long enough about what she is doing and has not read anything worth her time. She certainly is less than admirable.

(Note: the young woman in TV’s Big Bang Theory, the one who is fake blond, attractive and lives across the hall from the nerds is now apparently signing on with the producers to market her flesh, both on the program and other media. She is hot—well, when contrasted to the silly and homely other women on the program. Even they reference her as sexy––which is one of the most misused words in our language––and certainly more desirable than they are, which is likely to be thought true by males who indeed got enough of momma’s milk. Her clothing and makeup are developing a really hot chick that any nerd or non-nerd can ogle. She is the only one on the program to display cleavage.

(I would be remiss if I did not mention TV’s Modern Family’s Sofia Vergara, the Queen of TV Bare Titty Exhibition. Hers are a perfect complement to her enormous gluteus—manifested by her very tight pants, which have the appearance of being only spray paint.)

The 2016 Emmys was notable for nothing other than the display of titty flesh via alleged haute couture costumes.

Also to be noted is the titty and cleavage display by the divorced Reagan Blue Bloods attorney. We see her on a date in a restaurant with a handsome dude. Most of the time during the routine course of the show, a viewer would have to strain to see whether she even has breasts. But on this occasion, she apparently is wearing a Maidenform or Victoria’s Secret push-up bra––advertising her sex equipment for the dude.

I am no prude. I have a friend whose titties are magnificently shaped, soft but firm, and little affected by gravity. Although she is forty years old, has birth twice, yet they are pristine, as if they are only eighteen years. I much delighted in looking at and caressing them. She never flaunts them. She does not play the obvious, ludicrous and childish game silly women play.

Don’t we wonder how titty display ever got started––when women began to advertise, when they