If you were to be around Mrs. Hate in person, you might think “where’s the hate? she seems so harmless with those big blue eyes, that soft Southern voice, and that gentle spirit.” Well, Mrs. Hate IS harmless, until something irritates her. Then, in the absolute bosom of her family and closest friends, she calls a spade a spade, gets down to the lick-log, rants and raves, whatever you want to call it. Now, a reader might question Mrs. Hate’s reticence in only sharing these opinions and feelings with her family and close friends by saying “is there a little bit of hypocrisy going on here? she acts one way with one group and another with another group.” Well, let’s look at the situation. Mrs. Hate had the good fortune of being raised up in an extraordinarily gentle, loving home. Her father never, ever raised his voice and was held in the highest regard in their small Southern town. Her mother also enjoyed that same regard, but her temperament was more creative and free. Mrs. Hate has a strong feeling that the resulting genetic code of these differing parental personalities is what gives her her “Mrs. Hate-ness.” That gentle, loving upbringing was also a Christian one. Why on earth would you want to say things which could hurt others’ feelings or encourage dissent over things that usually don’t really matter? That wouldn’t be very “Jesus.” Then there’s the fact that Mrs. Hate grew up such a little introvert. She lays that to a childhood of clumsiness, rail-thin tallness, bookworm-yness (invented word here), and those substantially thick glasses she began wearing at age five. That childhood gave her plenty of opportunity to observe others who seemed to be so confident, so coordinated; a child’s awkwardness laid the groundwork for an adult who is comfortable with her own self, yet still feels a little uncomfortable in large groups.
At this point, Mrs. Hate felt it appropriate to look up the definition of hypocrisy; we need to be on firm ground here.
“hypocrite: a person who acts in contradiction to his or her stated beliefs or feelings”
Eureka! Mrs. Hate doesn’t “act in contradiction to her stated beliefs or feelings”; she acts with comportment and is true to her own self, while not voicing extremely strong/controversial opinions in public. That brings up the point that this blog is public. The reader is surely aware that Mrs. Hate is a pseudonym, which causes Mrs. Hate some circular self-examination and self-talk, to wit, “I’m voicing some strong opinions in a public blog? I’m fixing to (Southern vernacular) confuse my OWN self.” Or, as Oscar Wilde said, “I am so clever that sometimes I don’t understand a single word of what I am saying.” Thus, anonymity. Now, getting down to that aforementioned lick-log of what to expect from these postings. Is Mrs. Hate going to post randomly and posts just pop up without any organization? Let’s hope not, as she would feel that would be a disservice to the reader (the kindhearted Mrs. Hate thinks of others). So, let’s say it might go something like this:
- Three posts weekly, spaced appropriately (maybe Sunday, Wednesday, Friday)
- One post intertwining rural Southern family memories and personalities (going back 150 years) with from-scratch family recipes
- One post blowing off steam about all sorts of relatively innocuous happenings, entities, trends, speech patterns, character traits, things of that nature (the impetus for the non de plume “Mrs. Hate”)
- One post relating the glories, beauty, and wonderment of working in healthcare
Mrs. Hate sincerely hopes that the reader will gain something of value from these postings.