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18 Jun 2010

Canada, Eh…Mmmhmm: Uncle Pete

Canada, Eh…Mmmhmm: Uncle Pete
The tales of a Canadian girl living in Southern VA…
By: Kim Cuachon-Haugh

The last time I checked, I was a woman in 2010 considered as an equal to my phallic counterpart.  At least that’s what I thought until I was a subjected to a chauvinistic display that the people of Norfolk called a “great job mceeing”.

The event was to honor the over-achievers in the city’s hospitality industry at the Champions of Hospitality Rally.  The man, or should I say DOM an acronym for “dirty old man”, Pete Decker Jr., of the popular Decker Law Firm here in Norfolk, mceed the appreciation celebration while simultaneously setting women back 20 years.  He is a personality in this area—high-profile, rich, and recently graced the cover of Veer Magazine celebrating 50 years in law.  Decker, or Uncle Pete as he is known around these parts—the fact that people pride themselves with blood relation is beyond me—because of his reputation of being, blatantly said, a creepoid.  Decker, while presenting an award, posed the question to a woman, while undressing her with his eyes, asked, “Do you like rich old men, honey?”  And with a look of utter disgust she forced a smile and snatched her award.  I couldn’t help but swing my head from left to right to see whether or not I was the only one in disbelief!  It was a “I see it, but my ears don’t believe it” moment.  There was another woman who went up on stage—of course Decker was in groping position—and she shouted, “Don’t you dare touch me!”  This provided a wave of laughter, but I was still in utter shock.  Who is this guy?  With a few whispers to the women next to me they simply shrugged it off and said, “Oh, he’s just like that.”  What?  I thought to myself, this guy just isn’t drunk right now?  Pete Decker Jr. aka Uncle Pete aka DOM.

The next day my husband was caught in between some cock driven banter about the previous day’s festivities starring this Uncle Pete fellow.  His co-workers, one of whom has a teenage daughter, were falling over their over-grown bellies laughing about how funny Decker was and how hot the cheerleaders were.  In appropriate conversation for the work place wouldn’t you say?  And just plain wrong if you have a daughter.  I have to quote my husband here, “Honey, I was just embarrassed…no wonder there are women who just want to cut our balls off.”  Where am I?  I thought to myself.  All women should just walk around in thongs here because nobody seems to care about how hard women have worked to be treated equally, women included.  A female reporter at the local television station posted on her blog that, “Uncle Pete had us in stitches.”  Can you believe it?  A public figure here, who is supposedly the public’s arm to provide information and represent the questions that we cannot ask has condoned this disgusting behavior.

Mary Goodnight with James Bond, "Man with the Golden Gun"

At this point I am reminded of the most horrible Bond actor to date, Roger Moore.  Double O, in The Man with the Golden Gun, is lip-locked with Mary Goodnight—a female agent who follows James like a love-sick puppy—and then shoves her into a closet.  In the very same room he proceeds to comfort Andrea Anders, a woman seeking Bond’s help to kill her assassin boyfriend Scaramanga.  The next morning we see Goodnight, still in the closet, Bond opens it up.  She is all huffed up about her spending the night in the closet and he responds, “Oh, Goodnight, you’ll have your turn soon.”  This movie was released in 1974, now I am not defending the preposterous script writing but presenting this ridiculous dialogue that has not been edited or deleted because the movie is a classic.  Now I bet many men, like Pete Decker wish that times have not changed, but they have.  I’m not sure though if they have here, case in point the exalted Pete Decker Jr.  Why the city of Norfolk glorifies this gentlemen’s club on legs…where am I?

About the Author

Kim Cuachon-Haugh

Kim is a freelance writer, originally based out of Toronto, and obviously now based out of Virginia (Norfolk, to be specific). She lacks a filter and says it like it is, hence the birth of "Canada, Eh? Mmmhmm". Kim enjoys living on the beach and the warm temps with her husband Josh and dog Paige (who believes she owns the beach). Just as she says, "Put pen to paper because life is worth writing writing about."

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