Oh, TAMN. I'm sure you'll get a few offended emails/comments but I read a mo-blog where a bunch of girls went to the Arlington cemetery and laid down on the ground like dead people and then made funny faces during changing of the guard. They totally support our troops!!!!!!!!
Why did you even take the twinners there?! (I assume you would never leave your children in the care of a non-family member and Glamma is gone?) I mean I'm all for education and everything but how do you explain frownie subjects like that to youngsters? You know how precocious your children are, they're going to ask questions. I rewatched Legacy today and I was grateful for the first time since I got married that I'm not preggo because there are strong adversity thematic elements that would have made my fetus worried. I can only imagine what the Holocaust museum do to their tender celestial minds -- remember they are still bits of heaven, do you really want to plunge them into the telestial kingdom? I'm sorry but no number of sassy faces makes that a responsible parenting choice. Just because you moved to DC doesn't mean you should let those kids out of the Utah bubble!
A traveling memorial exhibit of the Titanic came to Salt Lake several years ago. When you paid the admission price, they assigned you the name of one of the passengers. After you went through the exhibit, they told you whether or not the person whose name you had been assigned lived or died.
And for a souvenir, you could buy a coloring book. There was a page of drowned bodies floating in the water for the kids to color.
My Jewishness appreciates this post. :) I personally would label going to the Holocaust as way fun too. (But I really do hope people wouldn't REALLY say this. No one would, right???
Yeah, well, first time I went to the Holocaust Museum (it's only 20 minutes away from me) I got the name and picture of one of the prisoners. And she survived! Woo hoo!
Did you go to Anthropologie in Georgetown after so your spirit could be uplifted? I'm not going to suggest attending the temple--oh no.
I have read posts almost exactly like this, where people say "Ugh. 9/11 bums me out." or "the holocaust museum was so sad, and reminded me of when my dog died."
OMG! Were you one of the beehives I went with to Winter Quarters? Were you one of the ones that laid down on the statue of the babies grave and pretended to be dead? It totally must have been you!
Don't be offended, gentle readers. Be offended by people who actually post things like this on their actual blogs. And thank darling TAMN for drawing our attention to them.
Tamn, I love your blog and I'm sure you mean well, but this is the first post that offended me. My ancestors were killed in a genocide in the Middle East a few generations ago, and I would NEVER make light of something like the Holocaust.
yeah, come to think about it, my so righteous "friend" told me that cow slaughter houses are like the Holocaust and so she was going to go veg (even tho she eats McD's like 4 times a week.
The fact that you are able to maintain your sassy-picture-taking, way-fun-life-touting attitude in the face of genocide is just an example of how we have the gospel to put things in perspective and not ever, ever be sad.
This is a very hard place to go. It is a bit odd to see what you walked away with from it. There is a saying that I live my life by "If you change the way you look at things, The things you look at change." Just step outside of yourself for a moment and maybe you will understand why some of the other people reading this might have been hurt or offended. I am sure that you have a huge heart and would never say or do anything to hurt someone.......
I can't tell if the "I'm offended" comments are serious or if they are kidding. But, in case they are serious...
THIS IS SATIRE. TAMN is not making fun of the holocaust. She is making fun of people who make light of real, serious, tragic, large-scale things by calling them "bummers." Read it again in that light. Sometimes humor has more than one level.
This post, as most are, is spot on, TAMNers. Lurve you girl.
I love this blog and enjoy many of the comments. I really do get the author's play on the trivial, funny topics.
When I went to the Vietnam Memorial in DC, I truly expected it to be a total bore, but would be respectful. When I saw and read the volume of name, I unexpectedly became quite emotional and in my heart could imagine the volume of grief the families of the names must feel. I can't say I enjoy an "ugly" cry either, but boy I went away with a truly different perspective and grateful for the experience.
Thanks Tamners' [author] for the serious so blessed laughs.
ALTHOUGH not this post, it makes us pause; we ALL so seriously so blessed. God bless those who've died and their families.
Wow.
ReplyDeleteI snorted.
And I never snort.
I love that in TAMN language a "bummer" covers everything from a hangnail to the Holocaust.
ReplyDeleteI couldn't go. I couldn't go to the towers site either. I don't look cute when I cry.
ReplyDeletebravo.
ReplyDeleteYou must really have big-picture perspective to still be able to label this post "MY WAY FUN LIFE". Serious props.
ReplyDeletewitness.
ReplyDeleteHahaha! TAMN, did you know that once, after my sibling died, someone much like you told me that "That must be such a downer"?
ReplyDeleteYes they really did.
dang!
ReplyDeleteYou are so brave, you know a security guard was shot there not too long ago.
ReplyDeleteI don't know if genocide is ALWAYS a bummer. The world without Twilight Vampires wouldn't be such an awful place, would it?
ReplyDeleteOh, TAMN. I'm sure you'll get a few offended emails/comments but I read a mo-blog where a bunch of girls went to the Arlington cemetery and laid down on the ground like dead people and then made funny faces during changing of the guard. They totally support our troops!!!!!!!!
ReplyDeleteBummer...
ReplyDeleteWell, getting a cute picture is all that matters anyways. Good for you.
ReplyDeleteWhy did you even take the twinners there?! (I assume you would never leave your children in the care of a non-family member and Glamma is gone?) I mean I'm all for education and everything but how do you explain frownie subjects like that to youngsters? You know how precocious your children are, they're going to ask questions. I rewatched Legacy today and I was grateful for the first time since I got married that I'm not preggo because there are strong adversity thematic elements that would have made my fetus worried. I can only imagine what the Holocaust museum do to their tender celestial minds -- remember they are still bits of heaven, do you really want to plunge them into the telestial kingdom? I'm sorry but no number of sassy faces makes that a responsible parenting choice. Just because you moved to DC doesn't mean you should let those kids out of the Utah bubble!
ReplyDeletetamners- are you really my sister making fun of me? this blog is getting creepy!
ReplyDeleteAwesome, I bet I could get much the same effect posing all sexy-like at the Titanic exhibit here.
ReplyDeletePainfully hilarious... :)
ReplyDeleteyou so crossed the line on that one. I am totally offended.
ReplyDeleteoh, dear.
ReplyDeleteTAMN, if I knew you in real life, I would kiss you.
A traveling memorial exhibit of the Titanic came to Salt Lake several years ago. When you paid the admission price, they assigned you the name of one of the passengers. After you went through the exhibit, they told you whether or not the person whose name you had been assigned lived or died.
ReplyDeleteAnd for a souvenir, you could buy a coloring book. There was a page of drowned bodies floating in the water for the kids to color.
It was a national traveling exhibit.
Bummer?! Really?! I really hope you are not that shallow!!!
ReplyDeleteMy Jewishness appreciates this post. :) I personally would label going to the Holocaust as way fun too.
ReplyDelete(But I really do hope people wouldn't REALLY say this. No one would, right???
That is such a very sad place. I get so angry when stupid people claim that it never happened. My heart just aches for those people.
ReplyDeleteyikes... too far
ReplyDeleteI know, I like totally couldn't believe that they wouldn't allow cameras in there. They obviously don't blog.
ReplyDeleteWhat WILL you think of next?
ReplyDeletebEst. PoST. EvEr!
ReplyDeleteThat museum is hardcore. I grew up in DC suburbs, and went in grade school. I cried my eyes out! So sad...
ReplyDeleteYeah, well, first time I went to the Holocaust Museum (it's only 20 minutes away from me) I got the name and picture of one of the prisoners. And she survived! Woo hoo!
ReplyDeleteDid you go to Anthropologie in Georgetown after so your spirit could be uplifted? I'm not going to suggest attending the temple--oh no.
Weirdly accurate, as usual.
ReplyDeleteI have read posts almost exactly like this, where people say "Ugh. 9/11 bums me out." or "the holocaust museum was so sad, and reminded me of when my dog died."
thanks TAMN.
OMG! Were you one of the beehives I went with to Winter Quarters? Were you one of the ones that laid down on the statue of the babies grave and pretended to be dead? It totally must have been you!
ReplyDeleteDon't be offended, gentle readers. Be offended by people who actually post things like this on their actual blogs. And thank darling TAMN for drawing our attention to them.
ReplyDeleteThe only thing that would make this better is if you share a personal trial that made you understand EXACTLY what they went through.
ReplyDeleteTamn, I love your blog and I'm sure you mean well, but this is the first post that offended me. My ancestors were killed in a genocide in the Middle East a few generations ago, and I would NEVER make light of something like the Holocaust.
ReplyDeleteNo offense.
I'm just not so sure how I feel about this.
ReplyDeleteyeah, come to think about it, my so righteous "friend" told me that cow slaughter houses are like the Holocaust and so she was going to go veg (even tho she eats McD's like 4 times a week.
ReplyDeleteGenocide.....totolly a downer. Frownsmile.....
ReplyDeleteThe fact that you are able to maintain your sassy-picture-taking, way-fun-life-touting attitude in the face of genocide is just an example of how we have the gospel to put things in perspective and not ever, ever be sad.
ReplyDeleteThis is a very hard place to go. It is a bit odd to see what you walked away with from it. There is a saying that I live my life by
ReplyDelete"If you change the way you look at things,
The things you look at change."
Just step outside of yourself for a moment and maybe you will understand why some of the other people reading this might have been hurt or offended. I am sure that you have a huge heart and would never say or do anything to hurt someone.......
I can't tell if the "I'm offended" comments are serious or if they are kidding. But, in case they are serious...
ReplyDeleteTHIS IS SATIRE. TAMN is not making fun of the holocaust. She is making fun of people who make light of real, serious, tragic, large-scale things by calling them "bummers." Read it again in that light. Sometimes humor has more than one level.
This post, as most are, is spot on, TAMNers. Lurve you girl.
Hmm...since I know this is satire I guess it's cool...but the Jewish in me kind of cringes.
ReplyDeleteI had a mission companion who would lie down in Civil War cemeteries and pose reading the Plan of Salvation pamphlet.
ReplyDeleteI'm just surprised you knew the word "genocide." It's kind of a big word for you, TAMN.
ReplyDeletelol.
ReplyDeleteI love this blog and enjoy many of the comments. I really do get the author's play on the trivial, funny topics.
ReplyDeleteWhen I went to the Vietnam Memorial in DC, I truly expected it to be a total bore, but would be respectful. When I saw and read the volume of name, I unexpectedly became quite emotional and in my heart could imagine the volume of grief the families of the names must feel. I can't say I enjoy an "ugly" cry either, but boy I went away with a truly different perspective and grateful for the experience.
Thanks Tamners' [author] for the serious so blessed laughs.
ALTHOUGH not this post, it makes us pause; we ALL so seriously so blessed. God bless those who've died and their families.