June 29, 2007
I love public transportation. Today I argued with a Jewish man about beauty. He was ogling over a young girl in a bathing suit, and asked me what I thought of her. I told him as a man of faith he should be ashamed of himself for lusting after the girl, after which he spent the rest of the ride trying his best to defend himself.
“I was just saying she’s pretty,” he reasoned, but I had already turned away. I didn’t need to say anything else. I had just challenged his entire belief system, and now he was stammering carelessly, left with the grim realization that God just heard what he said and knew what he was thinking. That’s just funny. Of all the people in savannah who ride the bus, he tried to strike up a conversation with a guy who will argue about anything for no reason at all.
I think I am going to ride the bus again tomorrow.