Since I am going on and on and on about my mom these days….
My mom was under 5 feet tall.
My mom never weighed more than 100 pounds in her life. Like, really. Even if she was on anabolic steroids, she wouldn’t have touched 100 pounds. (Though I shudder to think of her with a neck as big as my thigh.)
When I was a teenager, Randy Newman had an actual hit on the AM airwaves with his song “Short People”.
My mom thought that was one of the most brilliant pieces of satire, a well aimed poke at our inclination to persecute the “other”, all packaged up in hatred towards short people.
It baffled me at the time that she wasn’t offended, she thought it was a great social critique.
My mom rocked.
“They got little baby legs that stand so low
You got to pick them up just to say hello
Well I don’t want no short people
Don’t want no short people
Don’t want no short people
round here.”
It’s just on my mind tonight.
Yeah. Going on and on about mama. I know that one. My mom’s birthday is in a few days.
Yeah. anon.
Hilarious – I’m just a little over five feet myself and was telling a friend about that wonderful Randy Newman song the other day after not hearing it for years. And here it is again. I feel exactly the way your mom did about it, amazing lyrics.
Moms are all a little flawed goddesses, yer allowed to go on and on about ‘em!
Good writing, good site, thank you.