Laverne Cox puts extra time in to decide what dress to parade around Hollywood in, but could care less about the fate of little girls.
Mom was deemed too poor to keep the child, so the state handed the child over to his felon father who in turn handed the child over to a crazy ass tranny (a male born with a dick and hates anyone who don’t go along with his delusion of being a woman). Probably the toddler kept relying on his instincts and calling the brute a man and the man murdered him for it. Fucking trannies. They need major mental health.
Once again I must comment on how much joy it gives me to see the snow on WordPress each year. Because, as I stated last year or maybe the year before, there was a MRA once who got so pissed off at my snow that it caused him to froth at the mouth. Oh, it was so good. I shall always look upon wordpress snow with fond memories.
Let me tell you something, every dog or cat that I’ve ever owned (or my family) was a “RESCUE” dog/cat. Meaning we rescued that dog/cat out of a country ditch, an urban street, a freeway (twice), and a highway (once), etc. Our last dog that we had for 11 years was rescued from the people across the street who thought they wanted a dog and really didn’t.
If you get a dog or cat from a shelter, you do not need to call it a “Shelter Dog” or “Rescue Dog.” When I hear someone announce that their dog or cat is a Rescue or Shelter there seems to be this pause between Shelter/Rescue before the next word to allow an expression of adulation. It is transparent as hell that what he or she is really doing is conveying the message, “Look at me, I’m so benevolent! Give me a medal. The world will end without my good deeds. I’m such a good person!”
Can we practice kindness and caring without raking up Jesus points in the process? Actually, it is not even Jesus points. If there is a Heaven and a rating system the Jesus points will be tabulated by Jesus. These points are more superficial, more like, “I’m socially superior than you” points. Because everyone who stops to reflect for a second knows that there are so many fragile insecure egos populating the landscape who must, simply must reassure everyone around them including themselves that they are a good person. Of course this can only be done at the expense of someone (or a group of someone) else. “I got a shelter dog unlike her/him (some generic fictitious person that possibly exists somewhere).
The reason this “shelter dog” thing is not working for me is this, where in the fuck else would you get a cat or dog if you don’t find one off the street than the shelter? Pet shops aren’t overflowing with dogs and cats and if they are and my reclusiveness has led me to a life of ignorance, take comfort in knowing that you no one will automatically assume you bought your dog or cat from a pet shop before they assume you got it from a shelter. If you are the type of person that someone will assume you bought it from a mill, pet shop or unscrupulous breeder then you already have a bigger image problem than adopting a shelter pet is going to fix, anyway.
It’s like I didn’t get the memo or am stuck in a different time or place because after a typical day of running errands, attending appointments, listening to office chatter and/or processing society’s white noise, I am left with the impression that life is about tooting your own horn, and not just a little bit, because I do understand if you don’t promote yourself no one else will, but it seems that everyone is going all out Kardashian style. “My vacuous no-filter but filter superficiality is GREAT and all of you are going to tell me every minute of every day how GREAT I am and if you skip a beat I will be there filling in the in the almost, but not quite there silence.”
Seems to be the phrase for 2013.
Why tell me not to run from the police?
Why not tell the police not to chase me, especially if I’m not suspected of raping or murdering anyone?