A humorous look at a serious topic of how people cover up unkind deeds, often by blaming others, acting innocent, or stating "I can't recall." Getting others to believe it is their fault is the crowning achievement of being a shit. This book prepares you to dethrone the next person who dumps on you. For those who want to be shits, this book is a step-by-step guide.
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JANE GILGUN wrote this book because she wanted to let other people know what she has learned through years of research. Through stories, this book shows the many ways that people cover up their unkind deeds through humor, blaming others, and proclamations of innocence. Her fondest hope is that this book will clue recipients about their parts in the cycle of shitty behaviors, and they will opt out of cooperating with the sometimes clever and not-so-clever strategies of cover-up that hook them into believing that false representations are true.
As a social scientist, Professor Gilgun first proposes a theory of being a shit. Then she tests it on a variety of stories. She revises the theory to fit the stories. At the end of the book, she prevents the revised theory that fits many different situations.
If you have ever asked, “Is it me?” this book is for you. Read it book and you will be ready to dethrone the next person who dumps on you. For those who aspire to be shits, this book is a step-by-step guide.
JANE GILGUN is a professor, School of Social Work, University of Minnesota, Twin Cities. She based the theory of being a shit on years of research, professional experience, and personal observations. With Alankaar Sharma, she has published Everything You’ve Wanted to Know About Child Sexual Abuse, or Maybe You Didn’t. This book is available at stores.lulu.com/jgilgun and other on-line book sellers. She has also written short literary pieces that are available at Amazon.com/shorts.
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Katherine Armstrong described as “little bitty pellets” the shotgun blast that the vice president of the United States fired into Harry Whittington while hunting quail on the Armstrong ranch in February 2006. She said that she herself had been shot upon occasion, and Harry was fine, sitting up in his hospital bed, “yakking.”
Actually, Harry spent six days in the hospital. A few days after being shot, he had a heart attack when a pellet migrated to his heart.
When Harry left the hospital, he said, “My family and I are deeply sorry for all that Vice President Cheney and his family have had to go through this past week. We send our love and respect to them as they deal with situations that are much more serious than what we have had this week…. We hope that he will continue to come to Texas and seek the relaxation that he deserves.”
With these words, Harry enabled the vice president to cover up his unkind deed, in other words, to be a shit. Harry cooperated with the minimization of the vice president’s deeds and his own near-death.