There were enough quirky characters and pretty girls at the gig to fill a visitor's log book tonight. I swear, if I keep updating this blog after nights like tonight, slinginlingo.com is going to start looking like a Tourism Montreal website.
Anyways, after taking my second or third piss in the makeshift (makeshit?) unisex washroom and walking past the makeshift line, I was struck with a little existential and potentially chivalry-killing conundrum for all the feminists out there.
The past couple weekends at Igloofest, where people use porto-johns outside, I've always been the courteous and chivalrous man and put the toilet seat down upon exiting, even if I used the little piss bucket on the side of the john. In a few instances when I put down the seat on the toilet I never used, I noticed the seat was drenched in piss splatter and being the chivalrous man that I've been conditioned to be, I made it my duty to wipe up the mad sprinkle with toilet paper, in case the next user was a nice, young lady and she had to use the seat.
And tonight, as always, I made sure I put the seat down when I was done using our porcelain friend.
But it got me thinking: feminists want an egalitarian society, where there is no difference between man or woman, right? So why do I feel like I'm doing a disservice if I leave the toilet seat up, but whenever a woman leaves the toilet, she feels no guilt about leaving the seat down.
I'm a dude. I have to piss. I want that shit up when I'm unbuckling trow.
Shouldn't a woman, in an egalitarian society, leave that shit up out of courtesy? Why is there a double-standard?
Like I said, I'm in a hurry. I want that shit up.
Ladies, I want you to marinate on that a little bit.
I'm just saying.
Note: In honour of the Motherfuckers amazing set tonight -- which included covers of the old Batman theme, followed by the Spiderman song -- I will leave you with some vintage Huevos Rancheros. They were a surf band based out of Calgary in the 1990s. I remember feeling so isolated and cut-off, listening to them in Yellowknife as a newly-pubescent and thinking, man, I wish I was part of that scene.
I'm so glad to be in Montreal right now.
