Randy and I were discussing celebrity chefs and I was reminded of a family reunion.
Our baby boy, Joey will be 23 on April Fool’s day.
When he was 2, we attended a family reunion on Randy’s side of the family. There were dozens and dozens of people there, so you know, it was my personal hell.
Holy shit, you guys, the only thing I hate more than large gatherings is my yearly lady parts exam. Which I haven’t scheduled yet. I’m 6 months behind.
Anyway, we were at this family reunion and Joey happened upon a cousin who was very nearly the same age as he was. My baby boy lit up and he ran over to this little human who was about the same size as him.
What happened is his cousin immediately balled up his little toddler fists and knocked my son on his ass.
I watched this happen and even though my heart had been broken a hundred times before, it broke again. Joey wasn’t hurt. He fell on to the ground, but honestly, he was still in diapers, he was already close to the ground. But still, I watched a little bit of his innocence die in that moment. I watched his face go from a big fat smile, to shock and a little fear.
It broke my heart, but there was another part of me, an older and more practical part of me that thought, “and thus starts the lesson.”
There’s a point to this, I promise.
So, Randy and I were talking about Gordon Ramsey. We’ve watched many of his cooking shows over the years.
This evening, Randy watched a clip of his and made a decision.
Randy: I’m not watching Gordon Ramsey anymore. He’s a dick.
Me: That’s fair.
Randy: Seriously, he treats people like shit. He’s an abuser.
I thought about this. And I thought about people like me. People who can take a punch.
We wear this like a badge of honor. Life may have not been easy, but we’ve proven ourselves. Abuse us, misuse us, but we keep coming back. We can take a punch.
But should we be able to? I mean, really?
I’m not saying that we aren’t due the strength we get from injury, we are due that strength. I’m not saying that we all don’t need to learn how to deal with difficult people. There will always be difficult people. But there is a very wide line between knowing how to deal with the occasional jerk and knowing how to take a punch.
I’m saying that so much of pain could be avoided. I think Randy is right to no longer give his attention to people who are famous mostly for being abusive dicks.
So many of us take this abusive behavior and we pat ourselves on the back for being tough enough to take a punch.
But really, shouldn’t we all be reacting the same way Joey did the first time he got knocked on his ass? We shouldn’t get used to being treated badly.
I know this is oversimplifying everything.
I just think we should be nicer to each other.
On the other hand, we really need to learn to take less shit.
And fuck Gordon Ramsey, he’s an abusive twat.