Monthly Archives: February 2013

Iran To Hollywood: Argo Fuck Yourself

The last part of the post title is one of the best lines in the entertaining but historically errant best picture winner. Thetheocratic Iranian government dislikes the movie but does like photoshop. Say what? That’s right, the Iranian news agency Fars photoshopped FLOTUS’ shoulders and guns out of a picture at their web site. Here’s a before and after shotcourtesy of the Telegraph:

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Fars or farce in Farsi? You decide.

One more thing. I have an alternate headline for this post,

Iran To Hollywood: Affleck Off.

That is all.

The Fantod* Menace

I have given up trying to keep an accurate count of the number of entirely artificial crises that the GOP has precipitated over the past 30 years in order to accomplish their goals of A) destroying the federal government of the United States while, B) behaving like absolute dicks every inch of the way and, C) conserving their last breathe to scream “Neener! Neener! Neener!” at the Hated Liberals as the inferno they created consumes the Earth.

Honestly, these people.

Anyway, in case you’re interested and live in Illinois, here is theWhite House’s best guess (PDF) about how and where the latest fabricated-but-fatal crisis will screw you (if you live elsewhere, here is a link to a link to the whole list):

ILLINOIS IMPACTS
If sequestration were to take effect,
some examples of the impacts on Illinois this year alone are:
  • Teachers and Schools: Illinois will
    lose approximately $33.4 million in funding for primary and secondary education, putting around 460
    teacher and aide jobs at risk. In addition about 39,000 fewer students would be served and
    approximately120 fewer schools would receive funding.
  • Education for Children with
    Disabilities: In addition, Illinois will lose approximately $24.7 million in funds for about 300
    teachers, aides, and staff who help children with disabilities.
  • Work-Study Jobs: Around 3,280 fewer low
    income students in Illinois would receive aid to help them finance the costs of college and
    around 2,650 fewer students will get work-study jobs that help them pay for college.
  • Head Start: Head Start and Early Head
    Start services would be eliminated for approximately 2,700 children in Illinois, reducing
    access to critical early education.
  • Protections for Clean Air and Clean
    Water: Illinois would lose about $6.4 million in environmental funding to ensure clean
    water and air quality, as well as prevent pollution from pesticides and hazardous waste. In
    addition, Illinois could lose another $974,000 in grants for fish and wildlife protection.
  • Military Readiness: In Illinois,
    approximately 14,000 civilian Department of Defense employees would be furloughed, reducing gross pay
    by around $83.5 million in total.
  • Army: Base operation funding would be
    cut by about $19 million in Illinois.
  • Air Force: Funding for Air Force
    operations in Illinois would be cut by about $7 million.
  • Navy: Four planned Naval Station
    Great Lakes demolition projects ($2 million) could be canceled and a scheduled Blue Angels show in
    Rockford could be canceled.
  • Law Enforcement and Public Safety Funds
    for Crime Prevention and Prosecution: Illinois will lose about $587,000 in Justice
    Assistance Grants that support law enforcement, prosecution and courts, crime prevention and
    education, corrections and community corrections, drug treatment and enforcement, and crime victim and
    witness initiatives.
  • Job Search Assistance to Help those in
    Illinois find Employment and Training: Illinois will lose about $1.4 million in funding for
    job search assistance, referral, and placement, meaning around 50,780 fewer people will get the
    help and skills they need to find employment.
  • Child Care: Up to 1,100 disadvantaged
    and vulnerable children could lose access to child care, which is also essential for working
    parents to hold down a job.
  • Vaccines for Children: In Illinois
    around 5,230 fewer children will receive vaccines for diseases such as measles, mumps, rubella,
    tetanus, whooping cough, influenza, and Hepatitis B due to reduced funding for vaccinations of
    about $357,000.
  • Public Health: Illinois will lose
    approximately $968,000 in funds to help upgrade its ability to respond to public health threats
    including infectious diseases, natural disasters, and biological, chemical, nuclear, and radiological
    events. In addition, Illinois will lose about $3.5 million in grants to help prevent and treat
    substance abuse, resulting in around 3,900 fewer admissions to substance abuse programs. And the
    Illinois State Department of Public Health will lose about $186,000 resulting in around 4,600
    fewer HIV tests.
  • STOP Violence Against Women Program:
    Illinois could lose up to $273,000 in funds that provide services to victims of domestic
    violence, resulting in up to 1,000 fewer victims being served.
  • Nutrition Assistance for Seniors:
    Illinois would lose approximately $764,000 in funds that provide meals for seniors.
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Sunday Morning Video: Blues and Gospel Train 1964

Dr A and I just watched the American Masters profile of gospel singer/rock pioneer, Sister Rosetta Tharpe. It turns out that Sister Rosetta and a bunch of other Yanks including Muddy Waters did a kinda goody show on British teevee in 1964. I’d never heard of it before, so my leg is all tingly, Tweety style. It was filmed in a train station in Manchester. Here it is:

Sunday Morning Comin’ Down

Good evening, cats & kittens. While our esteemed hostess is taking a wee bit of well-deserved away-from time, I have the honor of dropping a post or two in your laps. The only things I promised her was that A) my posting would be irregular and shot through with as many typos as kernels of corns in a state fair outhouse, and, B) that I would try to pick as many pointless, peevish fights with as many of my aggressively relentless blogging brother and sisters as possible as fast as possible.

So let it be done.

Today at the Gasbag Jamboree, all the usual wind-up toy people juggled all the usual shuck and humbug.


Alex Pareene at Salon
surveys the wreckage:


Watching the Sunday shows so you don’t have to


Today, some centrist pundits and legislators solved the sequester by demanding “balance” and “leadership”


Here’s what I learned this morning on “the Sunday shows,” the three network news panel programs that define the parameters of the national debate for elite Washington: No one wants the sequester to happen, if the sequester happens it will be because Barack Obama failed to show leadership, what we need is a “balanced approach” to deficit reduction, the sequester should happen but in a smarter way, video games may not cause violence but they are gross, and “Zero Dark Thirty” is the best film of the year in part because John McCain disliked it.

I don’t watch the Sunday shows. Basically ever. I watch clips if something particularly stupid happened, but for the most part, you can get everything you need to know about what happens on these shows by reading the brilliant liveblog by the Huffington Post’s Jason Linkins, America’s foremost Sunday show interpreter. While no one should pay attention to these shows, as long as millions of Americans watch them under the mistaken impression that they’re seeing serious discussions of our most pressing issues with our wisest media observers and most influential political leaders, they should probably be monitored.


Not to worry, Alex: a handful of hardy blogger Rangers have been monitoring their transmissions for years.


We watch for the One.


We snark for the One (note the young Walter White, before he became a weaponized capitalist.)


Yes, the Sunday Mouse Circus really is just as bad as you imagine.


And yes, it really is getting worse with each iteration.

See you good people later.

Today on Tommy T’s Obsession with the Freeperati – image issues edition

Good morning, everyone – well, I was gonna pull a Tbogg and threaten to quit this popcorn stand(so Athenae could talk me down and stroke my ego a little), but Ms. A isn’t answering her phone, and all my letters are coming back with “not at this address” stamped on them, except for the last one, which bore the legend “Who the fuckare you, anyway?”.

Probably the commie Post Office workers preparing for their upcoming every-Saturday Baccanalia.

Anywhoo, since there’s no one to tender my resignation to, I might as well go to work and pray someone’s still paying the electric bill for the containment building,

The blogs have been all a-fire with snark about the GOP’s effort to rebrand themselves, so let’s look at Freeperville’s attempt to get in on the remodeling craze, shall we?

First up –wrestling with their image!

The WWE’s Tea Party Wrestler Is Making Conservatives Hit the Mat

Atlantic ^


Posted on Thursday, February 21, 2013 11:09:41 PM byArthurio

CONNOR SIMPSON 5,918 ViewsF EB 20, 2013

The WWE’s new bad guys
in town are not-so-loosely inspired by the Tea Party, and that has
conservative commentators not-so-quietly complaining that the company is
bringing back a movement already under siege from Karl Rove — this time
in one of the country’s most curious of conservative spotlights, and as
a couple of outwardly racist xenophobes who want to send Mexicans back
across the border. Even if that was kind of the whole point.

On
the February 11 episode of Monday Night Raw — frequently the highest
rated cable show in the country — the fake-wrestling franchise
re-introduced “Real American” Jack Swagger, after a few months off, with
a new gimmick. He had longer, messier hair, a mean scowl, and a
newfound hype man. Swagger’s faux-manager, not so accidentally named
Zebadiah Colter, sported a bushy hunter’s beard and wore a beige vest as
he yelled to the crowd: “What’s wrong with America?” Colter then
explained that he “doesn’t recognize” today’s America. He said he saw
people with faces “not like mine” and heard people that “can’t even talk
to me,” and he screamed out again to the Nashville audience and the
Americans at home: “Where did all these people come from?” And then
Colter, who’s used other surnames to fit his gimmick in the past, threw
out some catchphrases familiar to any Tea Party observer — “We, the
people” was prominent — and made a point to stress, over and over, that
he and Swagger were “real Americans.” Oh, did the crowd ever boo.
Swagger and Colter are supposed to be the WWE’s big new bad guys, and
they drew “heat” from the crowd, as wrestling people say. They hated
him.

1
posted on Thursday, February 21, 2013 11:09:51 PM
byArthurio
This should go over well.

To: Arthurio

Kind of makes me glad I cancelled the cable.

2
posted on Thursday, February 21, 2013 11:14:33 PM
byfkabuckeyesrule

Yep – ever since Fox cancelled Red Eye and Atlas Slugged went Galt at the box office, there’s just no quality programming any more.

To: Arthurio

Except he got busted for pot yesterday so he fits Occupy better.

3
posted on Thursday, February 21, 2013 11:16:10 PM
bystruggle
(http://killthegovernment.wordpress.com/)

What a great idea! And his arch -nemesis could beBankster Bob!
GreedLantern
.

To: Arthurio

Just another TV character being used to slime and insult conservatives. What is so new?

10
posted on Thursday, February 21, 2013 11:31:52 PM
byGeronL
(http://asspos.blogspot.com)

Nothing new at all. Stupid people who trip over their own preconceptions and fall on their asses has been grist for the comedy mill since – well – forever.

To: Arthurio

and how many FReepers thought the McMahon family would not do something like this? lol

11
posted on Thursday, February 21, 2013 11:33:09 PM
byGeronL
(http://asspos.blogspot.com)

To: Arthurio

And he was arrested yesterday in Mississippi for weed
possession..f’n idiot..the only reason why Vince McMahon is doing this
is revenge for the Tea Party not supporting his RINO wife

13
posted on Thursday, February 21, 2013 11:40:06 PM
bySarah Barracuda

Linda McMahon –RINO!

To: Arthurio

I may be alone with this, but this angle doesn’t offend me in the
least. Its just to put over Alberto Del Rio, who’s a top notch
performer.

15
posted on Thursday, February 21, 2013 11:50:18 PM
bygoodolemr

BanHim3
.

To: Arthurio

They are taking a great American sport and using its genuine athletic competition and mocking the conservative movement.

6
posted on Thursday, February 21, 2013 11:19:31 PM
byOKRA2012

Wait for it…

To: Arthurio; a fool in paradise; Slings and Arrows

Lucha Libre is an All-American sport! Like roller derby, cockfighting and ladies mud wrestling! MSM better stay away from them!

19
posted on Friday, February 22, 2013 12:00:36 AM
byRevolting cat!
(Bad things are wrong! Ice cream is delicious!)

Well, hopefully the rebrandening will go better after the jump, which I have now rebranded “The link that clicks on itself so you don’t have to!”
Oh well, click on the frigging link, already.

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The Film of my Love

One bad award show a year is sufficient for me. I’m watching the Academy Awards right now and may post a tape delayed/live blogging thingee latter if I have the oomph. In lieu of that, here’s more 10cc:

The Film of my Love

One bad award show a year is sufficient for me. I’m watching the Academy Awards right now and may post a tape delayed/live blogging thingee latter if I have the oomph. In lieu of that, here’s more 10cc:

Sunday Morning Comin’ Down

Good evening, cats & kittens. While our esteemed hostess is taking a wee bit of well-deserved away-from time, I have the honor of dropping a post or two in your laps. The only things I promised her was that A) my posting would be irregular and shot through with as many typos as kernels of corns in a state fair outhouse, and, B) that I would try to pick as many pointless, peevish fights with as many of my aggressively relentless blogging brother and sisters as possible as fast as possible.

So let it be done.

Today at the Gasbag Jamboree, all the usual wind-up toy people juggled all the usual shuck and humbug.


Alex Pareene at Salon
surveys the wreckage:


Watching the Sunday shows so you don’t have to


Today, some centrist pundits and legislators solved the sequester by demanding “balance” and “leadership”


Here’s what I learned this morning on “the Sunday shows,” the three network news panel programs that define the parameters of the national debate for elite Washington: No one wants the sequester to happen, if the sequester happens it will be because Barack Obama failed to show leadership, what we need is a “balanced approach” to deficit reduction, the sequester should happen but in a smarter way, video games may not cause violence but they are gross, and “Zero Dark Thirty” is the best film of the year in part because John McCain disliked it.

I don’t watch the Sunday shows. Basically ever. I watch clips if something particularly stupid happened, but for the most part, you can get everything you need to know about what happens on these shows by readingthe brilliant liveblog by the Huffington Post’s Jason Linkins, America’s foremost Sunday show interpreter. While no oneshould pay attention to these shows, as long asmillions of Americans watch them under the mistaken impression that they’re seeing serious discussions of our most pressing issues with our wisest media observers and most influential political leaders, they should probably be monitored.


Not to worry, Alex: a handful of hardy blogger Rangers have been monitoring their transmissions for years.


We watch for the One.


We snark for the One (note the young Walter White, before he became a weaponized capitalist.)


Yes, the Sunday Mouse Circus really is just as bad as you imagine.


And yes, it really is getting worse with each iteration.

See you good people later.

Saturday Night Music: Hit The Road Jack

This one’s for Athenae and Mr. A:

Back in the saddle…

Good to be back after my one-week suspension for use of
blogger-enhancing drugs…

It’s one of those insanely weird months in which I go from
nothing happening to everything happening to nothing happening. The most recent
set of drama is our Midnight Run attempt at selling our house in hopes of being
able to buy what we have now declared our dream house.

The new place is closer to work, the Midget’s school and
pretty much every other thing we do.

If you’ve ever sold a house, you know how this work: rent a
storage unit, box up everything you can live without, shitcan everything that
you don’t give a shit about and live like a spartan monk. Then, spend the next
several months not touching, using or messing up anything, just in case someone
wants to come and look at the house.

I have an ADD-addled child and a wife who has severe asthma.
Thus, the cleaning, packing, carrying and cussing fell to me. It also didn’t
help that we keep getting four-inch snowfalls every six minutes out here. Add
that to previous travel and forensics judging commitments and you’ve got the
makings of a brain-dead man (which some of you may view as being redundant).

We’re at the point where everything short of the garage is
in some semblance of shape. The guy has someone coming over to look at the
place tomorrow, so we’re hopeful. Of course, the rabbit keeps kicking her poo
all over the floor, the Midget is trying to do art at the kitchen table and I’m
facing a laundry mountain that would make Everest look small by comparison.

The funniest thing is that I’m usually the one who doesn’t
want to change things up. My wife is always looking for travel or
life-enrichment opportunities. I tend to find one thing I like and stick with
it. If you’ve ever seen my wardrobe, you know how true that is.

In any case, I’m the twitch now, sweating it out as other
people tour the house we desperately want. I can see where I’d put stuff and
what I’d do with the small room off the back of the garage. I imaging my kid
playing in the yard and having a snowball fight with the neighbor kids.

I have no idea why I’m feeling this way. I was once told by
a sports collector I knew that nothing was so rare that something similar couldn’t
be found somewhere else in short order. Still, I’ve locked in and I’m hoping
that I have the right scented candles out, that the rabbit doesn’t grunt at the
visitors and that someone sees our home and thinks, “This is perfect. We need this.”

It’s a strange twist in a strange month.

Back next week with something

Sunday Morning Video: Blues and Gospel Train 1964

Dr A and I just watched theAmerican Masters profile of gospel singer/rock pioneer, Sister Rosetta Tharpe. It turns out that Sister Rosetta and a bunch of other Yanks including Muddy Waters did a kinda goody show on British teevee in 1964. I’d never heard of it before, so my leg is all tingly, Tweety style. It was filmed in a train station in Manchester. Here it is:

Saturday Night Music: Hit The Road Jack

This one’s for Athenae and Mr. A:

Tort Reform

Jesus:

Wahl has spina bifida, is brain damaged and paralyzed from the chest down. At age 32, he lived at a group home in Menomonie, where he loved coloring and going on picnics, said his mother, Karen Nichols-Palmerton.

One evening in October 2011, she visited the home and found her son’s room empty.

Wahl had been rushed to the hospital for treatment of a bedsore so severe that doctors feared he would be permanently bedridden.

A state health department investigation report later found he had the bedsore for four months before being hospitalized.

But the staff who cared for Wahl never sought medical attention for his wound, state investigation records show. And the facility never told the state or Nichols-Palmerton about it, as required by state law, according to state officials.

Instead, caregivers at Aurora Residential Alternativessprinkled the bedsore with baby powder and applied antibiotic cream, watching it grow larger and more serious until it was bone-deep, records show. Nichols-Palmerton is suing Aurora for alleged negligence, seeking punitive and compensatory damages.

Changes to Wisconsin law passed two years ago, however, mean her attorney can’t use those state investigation records as evidence in the lawsuit, which alleges a four-month pattern of neglect.

“It scares me for those who put their trust in a facility,” said Nichols-Palmerton, who lives in Menomonie, a small city in western Wisconsin. “It scares me to think of things that could be brushed aside. I don’t rest so easy anymore.”

Holly Hakes, Aurora’s executive director, declined to comment, citing the pending litigation.

The law, which went into effect in February 2011, bars families from using state health investigation records in state civil suits filed against long-term providers, including nursing homes and hospices. It also makes such records inadmissible in criminal cases against health care providers accused of neglecting or abusing patients.

The changes were included in a tort reform measure, the first bill Gov. Scott Walker proposed after Republicans swept both houses and the governor’s office in the 2010 elections.

Yes, let’s make sure this kind of thing is as hard to prosecute as possible.

Shit is fucked up and bullshit.

A.

Friday Night Music: How About You?

A song for everyone who likes New York in June or a Gershwin tune:

Friday Ferretblogging: Travel Edition

I’ll be out of town through next Sunday, on my first vacation in five years that has nothing to do with work in any way. I’ll be checking in when I can, and the regulars will be here to entertain you all, as well as a very special guest. Be nice, or Bucky will show you the back of his paw:

Buckynapping

A.

Shorter White House on Hagel Nomination

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Seriously:

The White House on Thursday afternoon flatly rejected a request made earlier in the day by 15 Republican senators to withdraw Chuck Hagel’s nomination as defense secretary.

[snip]

In the Republicans’ letter on Thursday, the lawmakers argued in effect that this was Hagel’s own fault.

“It would be unprecedented for a Secretary of Defense to take office without a broad base of bipartisan support and confidence needed to serve effectively in this critical position,” the senators, led by John Cornyn of Texas, said in the message to Obama. “While we respect Senator Hagel’s honorable military service, in the interest of national security, we respectfully request that you withdraw his nomination.”

In addition to Rubio and Cornyn, Republican Sens. James Inhofe, Lindsey Graham, Roger Wicker, David Vitter, Ted Cruz, Mike Lee, Pat Toomey, Dan Coats, Ron Johnson, James Risch, John Barrasso, Tom Coburn and Tim Scott signed the letter. The White House did not immediately respond to a request for comment, but it has flatly dismissed similar calls in the past, noting that Hagel has more than the 51 votes needed for confirmation.

It can’t be said often enough, how loud the howling would have been if DEMOCRAT TRAITORS had done this to one of Bush’s nominees AT A TIME OF WAR. The dudgeon would have been high. McCain would have challenged someone to a duel on the White House lawn. So now comes this fucking clown parade of all the dumbest knobs in the GOP, and they’re all, “Hagel can’t take office if we don’t love him!”

Which is just the stupidest thing you can say, because: Watch him.

A.

Friday Night Music: How About You?

A song for everyone who likes New York in June or a Gershwin tune:

Back in the saddle…

Good to be back after my one-week suspension for use of
blogger-enhancing drugs…

It’s one of those insanely weird months in which I go from
nothing happening to everything happening to nothing happening. The most recent
set of drama is our Midnight Run attempt at selling our house in hopes of being
able to buy what we have now declared our dream house.

The new place is closer to work, the Midget’s school and
pretty much every other thing we do.

If you’ve ever sold a house, you know how this work: rent a
storage unit, box up everything you can live without, shitcan everything that
you don’t give a shit about and live like a spartan monk. Then, spend the next
several months not touching, using or messing up anything, just in case someone
wants to come and look at the house.

I have an ADD-addled child and a wife who has severe asthma.
Thus, the cleaning, packing, carrying and cussing fell to me. It also didn’t
help that we keep getting four-inch snowfalls every six minutes out here. Add
that to previous travel and forensics judging commitments and you’ve got the
makings of a brain-dead man (which some of you may view as being redundant).

We’re at the point where everything short of the garage is
in some semblance of shape. The guy has someone coming over to look at the
place tomorrow, so we’re hopeful. Of course, the rabbit keeps kicking her poo
all over the floor, the Midget is trying to do art at the kitchen table and I’m
facing a laundry mountain that would make Everest look small by comparison.

The funniest thing is that I’m usually the one who doesn’t
want to change things up. My wife is always looking for travel or
life-enrichment opportunities. I tend to find one thing I like and stick with
it. If you’ve ever seen my wardrobe, you know how true that is.

In any case, I’m the twitch now, sweating it out as other
people tour the house we desperately want. I can see where I’d put stuff and
what I’d do with the small room off the back of the garage. I imaging my kid
playing in the yard and having a snowball fight with the neighbor kids.

I have no idea why I’m feeling this way. I was once told by
a sports collector I knew that nothing was so rare that something similar couldn’t
be found somewhere else in short order. Still, I’ve locked in and I’m hoping
that I have the right scented candles out, that the rabbit doesn’t grunt at the
visitors and that someone sees our home and thinks, “This is perfect. We need this.”

It’s a strange twist in a strange month.

Back next week with something

Friday Ferretblogging: Travel Edition

I’ll be out of town through next Sunday, on my first vacation in five years that has nothing to do with work in any way. I’ll be checking in when I can, and the regulars will be here to entertain you all, as well as a very special guest. Be nice, or Bucky will show you the back of his paw:

Buckynapping

A.

Quit Blaming Your Kids

Fuck yes, this, on how we tolerate all kinds of horrors and then are horrified by love and courage because rapes and murders and assaults just confirm our view of the world as a dark and small one, while courage and love make us reconsider how tightly we’ve drawn the circle around the things we’ve chosen to give a shit about.

We have stories about child molesters, murders and all kinds of vicious, barbaric acts of evil committed by heinous criminals on our front page and yet we never receive a call from anyone saying ‘I don’t need my children reading this.’ Never. Ever. However, a story about two women exchanging marriage vows and we get swamped with people worried about their children.

It’s such a dishonest, lazy argument. There is no discernible way that any of the upset is about anybody’s kids. In the first place, unless you’re swanning around your kitchen all OH MY DEAR HEAVENS HERB THE PICTURE IN THE PAPER TODAY NO DON’T LOOK AT IT HONEY DON’T LOOK DIRECTLY AT IT, your kid probably wasn’t looking at the front page all that closely OR READING THE PAPER AT ALL. Once you made a big hairy huffy fucking deal about it, sure, then the kids are going to be confused. Mostly by how they ended up in the womb of such a goddamn ASSHOLE.


And if you really don’t want your kids upset? Here’s a radical goddamn idea: Try not to be such a FUCKSTICK about this stuff. If you don’t want your kids upset, try not being upset with other people breathing. That’s all these women are doing, getting up in the morning and breathing in and out and doing jobs and coming home to one another. One of them has brain cancer. I think your kids’ delicate fucking feelings are about the last thing on her mind. If your kids have questions about gay people, how about answering them along the lines of what my conservative religious so-not-down-with-the-sexual-revolution parents said when I came home from school asking what the word “faggot” meant: Some people are gay and that’s their business.


I hear all day long about how having children is the best goddamn thing ever, about how it opens your eyes to the world in all these new and fantastic ways and whenever I hear shit like this the next thing I learn is that APPARENTLY ONE OF THOSE WAYS IS THAT IT MAKES YOU A RAGING BIGOT WITH A HARD-ON FOR THE 1860s AND NO ABILITY TO THINK CRITICALLY ANYMORE. God Almighty, have an opinion. Think about the stuff that comes out of your mouth on a daily basis. THINK about the life you’re living. YOUR life, not the life somebody’s living in a stupid sitcom. Don’t fall back on this stupid fucking shorthand with this carping about the kids.


You wanna be a bigot with nothing better to do than call the paper and bitch? GO BE THAT THEN. Quit blaming your goddamn kids. Not only did THEY not do anything to you to deserve your shitty life, it’s disrespectful to the many, many brave and decent parents out there who aren’t raising itty bitty Klansmen on purpose. Plenty of parents manage to not make their kids banging jackholes, so to imply that giving birth loads you up with these ideas is just rude to those people who didn’t somehow have their brains sucked out in the maternity ward.


Plus, you think those kids are disturbed NOW? Wait till they grow up, live in the world, and find out their parents are DICKS.


A.