WANT JOE BIDEN TO SMELL YOUR HAIR?

New reports  show former vice president, Joe Biden,  kissing and smelling  a woman’s hair.  Aside from the creepiness,  I see this as an extremely egotistical act.   Apparently, he imagines that any woman would be thrilled to be nuzzled  by himself. But, would you want Joe Biden to smell your hair.?

Joe Biden is not only creepy, he's egotistical. He imagines that young women welcome a creepy old politician sneaking up from behind and smelling their hair.
ISN’T IT RATHER EGOTISTICAL FOR JOE BIDEN TO ASSUME WOMEN WANT HIM TO SMELL THEIR HAIR?

Let’s turn the tables here.  Instead of an old geezer like Biden nuzzling a younger woman, imagine if an elderly lady such as Judy Dench came up  behind some young man and started smelling and kissing him?   Would he feel flattered?  Would he welcome her actions as a sign of support?  Or would he see her as a nasty old lady who could be in the first stages of dementia?

The nationally syndicated newspaper journalist ,  Kathleen Parker , defended Biden’s hugging- smelling- kissing routine in her latest op ed column, stating that this  is merely something southern  people do.   No dear, they don’t.  I have two granddaughters,  born and raised in Atlanta, and I can assure  you they would not welcome some old guy sneaking  up from behind, rubbing their shoulders and smelling their hair.

The smelling part is really weird.   It’s almost perverted.  I thought only dogs sniffed strange women.

Some  people are touchy-feely-huggers.  They will throw their arms around anyone who  walks in the door.  I once knew a person  who hugged  everyone.  But later, when the huggee was not present, she might severely criticize that very person she hugged on an earlier occasion.  Obviously, her hugs were not a sincere sign of affection—she was simply a good actress, playing the role of a warm, loving person.

I only hug people whom  I sincerely care about and feel close to.  Or perhaps to show sympathy for someone who’s going through a difficult time.  I do not want, or welcome, hugs from casual acquaintances or politicians.  A light tap on the arm is all that’s needed if you want to show that you’re glad to see me.   You  really  don’t need to smell my hair.

DO’S AND DON’TS OF HUGGING

Hugging someone you barely know or care about seems to have become commonplace in today’s culture.  As a person coming of age in the fifties, I can tell you we didn’t used to do much hugging except with a little kid, a close relative, or a friend who had suffered some kind of painful loss, like the death of a loved one.  Of course, we hugged our boyfriends, but that was usually leading up to something more intimate.

Maybe it started in the late sixties, when hippies were advocating we make love, not war.  I’m not sure. The first time I witnessed group hugging was when my teenage son came home from a church camp, and when I went to pick him up,  all the boys and girls were  going around the parking lot and  hugging each other.  We didn’t do that when we came home from girl scout camp.  So, I knew the times, they were a changing.

Now, there’s even a National Hugger Day in January.

I pretty much tried to adapt and fit into the hugging trend.  I didn’t initiate hugs, but then again, I didn’t resist them.  But I finally drew the line when I took a water aerobics class and encountered a serial hugger.  This lady apparently hoped to a recruit new members  to her particular denomination by  zigzaging  through the water, approaching unsuspecting women, and embracing them while whispering biblical quotations in their ear.  I think some needy women enjoyed that, but I really wasn’t too keen on hugging a sweaty, clammy stranger.  I kept trying to dodge her and hide behind other women, but when  she continued to stalk me with a big smile and outstretched arms, I finally backed away, finding some pretext of doing something else.  She finally got the message and left me alone.  But when we ended up back in  the locker room after class, she usually gave me a dirty look.
So, if hugging is your thing, and all your friends do it, that’s fine with me, but just remember that some people like a little more space.