Fair enough, I guess. Nobody’s a saint. I’ll hold my tongue.
They are not “statements of fact”, they’re just a statement of what the prejudice is. As in “when I meet a woman in her 30s who is single I assume there is some kind of red-flag character flaw there”.
I said I think Goth-kids are “gay” as in corney and that I tend to go with a male hairstylist who appears “gay” as in homosexual (he might not actually be gay). I guess the first one isn’t really a prejudice, it’s more an opinion on a particular style while the second one is (even if it’s a positive one) because I’m making a judgement based on their apparent sexuality, not their actual skill.
In any event, this is IMHO, not Great Debates so no one needs to debate with you.
My predjudice is that people join churches and synagogues for the same reason people join fraternities, sororities and country clubs. Because people like being a part of a group that makes them feel exclusive.
My work experience over the past several years has led me to believe this, with the exception of the pedophilia, applies to most asian men. Throw in whore-mongering as well.
Do you often call people/things that you don’t like “black”, “Jewish”, “Mexican”, and “chink?”
To continue your hijack, the same can be said of a Bow & Arrow.
A 1853 Enfield Rifled Musket is completely different to a SMLE Mk III*, which is itself different to an L1A1 SLR, which is itself different to a Bren Gun. They do different things in different ways, with different calibres, and different rates of fire and effective ranges.
The sort of thinking you espouse leads us to crazy nonsensical gun laws where it’s actually easier to buy a sniper rifle than it is to get a pump-action shotgun (to which non-gun people are saying “what’s the difference?”, while gun people are nodding their heads in understanding).
I stand by my analogy that it would be like having the road rules dictated by people who can’t drive and have never owned a car.
-People who are really, really into cats. It’s one thing to have a cat. It’s one thing to like cats. I certainly don’t, but I love my dogs enough that I get it. But it’s a total other thing to make cats an obsession. If you own a lot of cats and make your life revolve around it, I’m going to assume you’re probably somewhat childish, socially awkward, overly cutesy, and snively.
-People are are really, really into movies. This isn’t as much of a prejudice as a “there is pretty much no chance whatsoever we will hit it off as anything other than the wispiest of acquaintances”. I just can’t think of anything more boring than watching movies consistently often.
-People who are overly prissy about getting physical with the world. I don’t get people who think it’s gross to sit on the ground or walk around barefoot. I understand not wanting to get dirty if you’re dressed up for a wedding, but it seems sad to me if your sense of misguided cleanliness so sacrosanct that you can’t ever do anything.
-People who don’t walk anywhere. I understand if you’re gigantic or old, but when I see a fit person taking an elevator to the second floor it makes me think they’re probably not a very interesting person. I associate choosing to drive somewhere close by instead of walking with a person who is extremely goal-oriented and has little interest in interacting with the world around them.
Can I just be someone who apologizes for having previously been guilty of this? You see, my family is pretty uncouth and, by extension, I was raised extremely sheltered (for example, I spent the night away from home exactly ONE time growing up because my mother feared it to be unsafe, and that was when I was a junior in high school – yes, you read that right; I said a junior :rolleyes: ) and therefore only knew by example. That’s what they all did and I had no idea it was offensive.
Until I was doing some student teaching and the class went immediately insane when left alone. I whistled. Fortunately, the teacher was listening outside the door and informed me just how freakin’ rude it was. I was so ashamed and told them so. Since then, it’s never happened again and that was in '98. I just wish all things were that easily fixable, you know?
Eh, you should know what us (neo) hippies think of Cartmen. Of course, I can’t (or won’t? :p) say anything about you… 
The person who tried to ruin my life definitely falls into this category, but he’s too vain to fit all the way. Yet the eventual-to-be-ex husband has more hair than Cousin It could swing and he shaves his completely because he also couldn’t style it (since like junior high or sumptin’) better than what he’d be capable of his mashed potatoes during Thanksgiving dinner. Envision Close Encounters and you may have some idea. 
Anyway, I’ve got to at least pass this along to him. Not only will it crack him up, but it’ll become his constant prayer/mantra/wish.
Now on to mine…
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[li]Folks that have to be completely up to their best, no matter what they are doing or any other pertinent circumstances. I realize I should just see it as they want to put their best face forward, but it is hard to accept when another is going to be delivering in the driveway versus the hospital because you had to mousse your hair first.[/li][li]Those that choose to pursue disinformation, despite the snopes link (or whatever), and choose to say that “Well, you never know!” and trail off in terms of reasoning. They can be proven 999 times out of a thousand, but they’ll still send along that email just in case. I should cut them slack since they’re just trying to help, but the idea that they can forge ahead because the subject just “isn’t that big a deal” drives me insane.[/li][li]And my biggest of all. Using your children (in the “They are the most important thing in my life EVAH!” sort of way) as an excuse, then blatantly acting only for yourself. I’ve seen abusive marriages stay together (among many other reprehensible, to me, things), using this as why, only to instead make life easier ( ? ) on those that don’t want to deal with the really hard stuff. I’m prejudice because of my own upbringing and lots I’ve seen that’ve done the same, and I hate being so close-minded because I’m sure there are at least (at the best outside chance – like I’ve ever batted 1000) occasional circumstances where there’s more that’s not known. But I hate to see those kids suffer because you don’t want to be stuck in an apartment doing nothing but paying child support. Or you don’t wish to give up the appearance of your 25th anniversary or you won’t be as good as your sister. You know.[/li][/ul]
So in other words, I’m working on it and trying to realize that nobody has the same experiences and we’re never really completely privy. It’s a struggle that I have to fight daily. ::: sigh ::: I should start by humming Eye of the Tiger, right?
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Also, everyone named Jared is a relentlessly self-promoting obnoxious prick. This one makes no sense, but I haven’t been able to meet an exception so there it is.[/QUOTE]
Hey now, that’s my first name and I’m not certainly not self-promoting. All the other aspects, of course, apply.
Personally, I blame the damn Subway guy. Took a perfectly good name and made it all negative. It was bad enough trying to get people to spell it right, now I have to hear “like the Subway guy” every time I say my own name. A pox upon his sub-eating formally rotund ass.
Oh and people who screw up their quotes code.
Kids and teens here in Australia (don’t know about the rest of the world) who wear the brand insignia of foreign (chiefly American) sporting teams just because it’s fashionable.
I see this too often for all these kids to actually be fans of these teams. They’ll wear a Yankees cap because kids in the movies wear Yankees caps. Ask them something, anything, about the Yankees. They might possibly be able to loosely connect the words ‘Umm… New York?’ to the team. They don’t know or care about the team or even the game, they’re just wearing the ‘right thing’. We’ve got teenagers wearing the shirts of American basketball, baseball and football teams. I promise you, 99% don’t give a shit about the team whose logo is emblazoned upon their every article of clothing.
There are just not that many fans here of those sports to convince me that these people are anything other than idiots who think they’ll look cool if they look American.
If these sports were as popular as the merchandise clothing indicates they would be nationally broadcast on the free-to-air television instead of being occasionally on specialised cable channels. I’ll add that the clothing was also popular when I was growing up and it was very difficult then to actually see an American sports match on TV.
While I accept that there probably are ex-Americans living here who enjoy wearing their team’s merchandise or the occasional Australian who is a legitimate fan - I can’t shake the idea that these people are making a digustingly ignorant and pathetic attempt to look like the Americans they see on TV.
I have more. I’ll be back!
All volunteer Army, Yes it was.
Does this still qualify as an unshakeable prejudice if I tell you that I believe you? Of course, I don’t suppose most of the prejudices mentioned here are all that unshakeable – does that person above still believe that all girls named Molly are fat after meeting his 3rd skinny Molly? His 10th?
For what it’s worth, I think it’s impossible to go on more than 2 Internet-derived dates and not develop the suspicion that everyone is more or less lying about everything to make themselves look better and to tell you want you want to hear.
Actually, I just like tweaking Yankee fans 'cause (like all spoiled brats) they’re hypersensitive to any criticism. This little shibboleth should probably more realistically be, “Name any Yankee shortstop besides Derek Jeter” to really entrap the slack-jawed front-runners.
What about books that are MEANT to be hardcover and expensive? Like art books, or history books with lots of pictures and maps and such? I have a ton of them and I love them. I’ve also gotten a lot of them cheap at used or discount bookstores.
And I like hardcovers because they last longer. If there’s one thing I can’t stand, it’s a shitty paperback that falls apart-pages falling out so badly it’s impossible to read it.
My unshakable prejudices?
-People who refuse to tip are cheap assholes
-People who hurt animals are fucking psychopathic cowards
-Teenage girls are almost always nasty, vindictive and backstabbing (I know because I was a teenage girl once)
-Guns-I don’t really have an opinion on guns themselves one way or another, but people who are really hyper and obsessed over them freak me out. Chill, all right? No one is trying to take it away from you. Guns aren’t bad, but not everyone has to have one.
-Hyper religious fundamentalists are insecure and stupid
I almost lost a finger once by a monkey attack. It was in a well cleaned cage with the beast well fed. Stupid me stuck my finger in the cage expecting a sniff or getting to scratch the damn thing. It screeched and attacked my finger. Got no use for those evil things.
That’s not an opinion or an unshakeable prejudice, that’s just plain truth.
I’ve been a Yankees fan for the past 25 years (since I started going to games), and for 25 years I haven’t been able to talk about baseball without hearing some arrogant jerk sneer about “bandwagon fans.” I’m sick to death of having to defend my fandom. If you’d been a Yankees fan for the past two decades I bet you’d be “hypersensitive” to criticism, too.
Oh, I thought of another–furries! Especially people who wear a collar/ears on a headband/tail in public. I think they have something seriously wrong with them and they deeply disgust me.
Jakeline and I spent half a day in Pittsburgh as a pitstop driving from Detroit to Washington, DC a couple of weeks ago. We encountered a couple of furries, tails on, outside of our hotel. And as we were walking to find food, they were walking ahead of us…where they soon met up with another group of furries. And then another. And suddenly we realized that the streets were literally filled with them.
When we got back to an internet connection, we discovered that there was an actual furry convention in town.
I’m still not sure quite how I feel about furries. But I’m quite sure you’d have been horrified.
When I first moved here, I saw someone with a “USA” sweatshirt at our little, local shopping center. I thought, “Cool! Another expat!” Then, I started seeing them everywhere. Turns out, you can buy them here. I find it very strange that an Australian (and so many of them!) would wear a sweatshirt that says “USA” that he bought at the local shop. I mean, I can see if it were a souvenir or something.
Is it okay to do this (wear the headband with ears thing, not the being-a-furrie bit – although I see nothing wrong with either one) for Halloween? Because even though I’ve never tried the furrie lifestyle, I have been known to be goofy enough to wear those other things for special occasions, like the above or for a spin around the fair.
-Anyone who opposes gay marriage for any reason whatsoever. In my mind, you’re immediately filed in the “asshole, probably also an idiot” bin and disregarded.
-People who judge others based on their wealth or lack of wealth. See above regarding the “asshole, probably also an idiot” bin.
-People who don’t read because they claim it’s boring. They have no imagination, and their minds are weak.
-People who make cutesy jokes about the nature of men and women, “women like shopping! men like power tools! teehee!” Also, women who send me pictures of half naked musclebound men assuming I’d enjoy seeing them just because I’m a heterosexual woman. I once lost a friend over both issues, I asked her to stop sending me the jokes and pictures, she got pissed off and I haven’t talked to her in three years. Alas, what a loss.
-People who judge others based on the brand of clothing they wear. They also get dumped in the aforementioned bin. I wear what I like and what I think suits me. If you don’t like it and feel the need to comment, piss off, for you are stupid.
The irony is many of the male models wouldn’t be very interested in hetero women, anyway.