Hi. I don't have much time today because I have to leave in a bit to pick Little Boy up from school. He fell off of the couch weird over the weekend and hurt his foot. The xrays didn't show a clear break, but kid bones are squishy and fractures can hide. It's either that or a severe sprain, and the orthopedist didn't want to take any chances so they casted him yesterday.
The novelty wore off quickly.
He's my kid who is usually climbing and then jumping off of something, so the idea of sitting is foreign to him. He was all excited about the cast for about three minutes and pretty much hates it already. Fortunately, he only is set to have this one on for ten days. He'll be re-evaluated next week. If everything looks okay he might be released from sitting.
Crosses fingers, toes, legs, eyes....
Anyway, I'm not actually all that fired up right now because I'm tired. Exhausted is more the correct word for it. I'm not even sure why I'm so run down, but I am. And when I'm tired, it's hard to get riled up about things that make me want to throw stuff and do high kicks.
But I'll try....for you guys.
Seriously. The things I do for you people.
Can We Not?
I honestly don't care what political party you belong to or what you think about particular jury decisions or people running for office. I don't.
What bothers me a lot right now is the blatant disrespect being shown to certain people, to certain situations.
Like how the night that Hillary Clinton announced that she was running for President, the gravesite of her father was vandalized. Or how the memorial tree planted for Michael Brown in Ferguson was cut in half almost as soon as it was planted.
Not cool, you guys. Not cool at all.
Don't do this...
There is apparently this new thing where teenage girls want to have pouty lips like Instagram queen Kylie Jenner, and they're willing to do whatever it takes to get them....so logically that means that they are sucking on bottle caps until their lips become engorged with blood...
...and in the process bruising the hell out of their faces. It's so bad in some cases that they may possibly be doing permanent damage to the tissues of their lips.
Don't do this. Seriously, you guys. Just don't.
While everyone was arguing over failed food stamp challenges, this happened...
So we all know that these food stamp challenges taken by celebrities and politicians are mostly bullshit, right? That, even in the event that their intentions are genuine and good, the idea that "living like the poor" for a week is good enough to give them some hint of perspective is a joke, because assuming they even make it through the entire week (spoiler alert, Gwyneth didn't), they go right back to champagne wishes and caviar dreams as soon as it is over. Meanwhile, the people depending on food stamps to survive are still depending on food stamps to survive.
The whole idea of all this is ridiculous, honestly. Politicians talk and talk and talk about welfare and food stamps as though they are what is bankrupting the system. Nope. Nope, nope, nope.
It's a drop in the proverbial bucket compared to other types of spending that get waved through without anyone flinching.
And after what the GOP pulled last week, it's pretty obvious that they really don't give a shit about helping out the poorest people but they'll bend over backwards to help the rich get richer.
They eliminated the estate tax in a move that will benefit only the 0.15% wealthiest Americans. "Combined with other tax bills approved by House Republicans so far this year, our debt would grow by $584 billion to finance tax cuts for the wealthy."
And you probably didn't even hear about it.
Way to go, USA.
Sport hunting gone off the rails
Opens can of worms.
Pops some popcorn.
Okay, so one of the pro-gun universe's favorite arguments is that people need guns for hunting, for survival, for meat to feed their families.
And fine. I'll give them that, so long as whatever it is they are hunting is being hunted for food.
I'm not a fan of sport hunting. At all. **ducks because I know people are going to start throwing things at me...
It's not even just guns though, it's any weapon used to kill animals for fun that I take issue with.
Like the veterinarian who shot a cat in the head with a crossbow just because she could. Fortunately her dumb ass posted it in a humble brag on Facebook and it backfired magnificently.
Or like the crazy trend towards hunting large game in other parts of the world, taking gross pictures with dead elephants or giraffes or whatever with big gleaming smiles full of entitlement and wholly lacking in shame and posting them all over social media...then getting bent when the rest of the world says what the fuck??? When did killing giraffes become a thing?
Also, I'd like to address Rebecca Francis directly for a second. You aren't getting death threats because you are a girl. You're getting death threats because you're an asshole.
(disclaimer: I don't agree with the death threats AT ALL, but her argument about why they are happening is asinine.)
Oh right. We're supposed to believe that it was an old giraffe and you were doing it a favor. Uh huh.
Bangs head on wall.
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