Liz Smith | 05/15/2009 11:00 am
Liz Smith Is a Devout Coward
Well, as a child I was sandwiched between my two brothers and so I was protected from childhood bullying. I highly recommend this.
My father was feisty and hot-headed and only about 5’7" … He never allowed himself to be bullied and his advice to his children was, not too wisely: "If anybody bothers you, pick up a rock or a wrench or a hammer and knock their brains out. Don’t fight fair!" Fortunately, my brothers and I never had to follow his draconian advice.
In my time I worked for some fantastically high-powered guys like Mike Wallace, Igor Cassini, Allen Funt. Only the latter was a bully and only with men.
So I’ve been lucky. I am more the "catch more flies with honey than vinegar" type and, as I’ve said before here, I am a devout coward who gets along with people. Whatever I am, I am not a bully. Just too indoctrinated in the Golden Rule via my mother.

























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My oldest grandson since he started school, would always sense out the bully and challenge himself to make that person a friend, not to be aligned to the bully side of the child, but finding a medium where they could like each other.
In second grade he moved to a new school, and for his birthday invited all the old friends and new friends to be together. They were out on the front porch swinging at a Pinata. Austin was sitting on the sidelines watching, and his changed bully friend from the year before was shoulder to shoulder with the new bully friend for the present year. The new friend went to sit down by Austin, with the old friend touching his shoulder and telling him "sit a little bit to the side, he does not like to be crowed". Observing what was going on, it was not hard to see how respect played into the friendships. Maybe partially what creates a bully or those that fear the bully, have not found a respect either way. Just my thoughts.
Bullied? Well, yes and no, as in yes, I sometimes will allow it to some degree and then again, no, because when I get fed up I will simply pick up a rock and smash the person’s brains in. : ) haha Okay, it’s *Friday* and everybody was dozing off anyway. I know I do get under some people’s skins, why I don’t know, and I have been screamed at many times by some of my bosses, etc. but I will not put up with it and I will either quietly get up and walk away, speak up and walk away or in one case while waitressing as a young girl, take off my apron in the middle of a lunch hour and simply "leave" for good. Please! nobody I don’t know ; ) gets to shout expletives at me just because they are in a bad mood. I do not think I am that cowardly, I think I have a reckless kind of a courage. Once I saw a serviceman at 5 am at a lonely truck stop gas station being seriously bullied by a truck driver who must have weighed 300 lbs., and this driver had yanked the serviceman up practically into his truck window, and was screaming at the top of his lungs at him. I was waiting for gas at the next pump and seeing that nobody else was there, I just got out of my car, walked over and asked: "Is there a problem?" (Crazeeee, right?!) Anyway, the truck driver garbled some unintelligible scary stuff at both of us and then furiously drove off. Well, I will never forget it, just little 24 year old me and this very shook-up man standing there together *bonding* in the wee hours of the morn, both of us knowing that we had just escaped only God-knows-what! and this man grabbed my hand, looked into my eyes and said: "I would have done the same for you."
It was, and still is, one of the most touching moments of my life.
Thank you for having this great place to let me tell my little tale. You are *all* great. Happy Friday!
Ummm….Is this really Liz Smith writing?
The Liz Smith I have come to know and love over the decades is a feisty, outspoken, in your face, tell it like it is, pull no punches kind of woman. Where in the world is this "I am more the "catch more flies with honey than vinegar" type" coming from? :-)
Unless the persona you present in public and on your countless articles does not relate to who you are one on one in private. Could be I guess…..
I"m right in the middle of four brothers Liz, I understand!