Secretly delighted when the angry mommy brigades bullying the Beltline with their packs of double strollers drop tiny designer socks. Normally I wouldn’t take such delight in another’s misfortune but all the sympathetic glances toward my uterus are starting to chap my sugary disposition.
In addition to “Beer For Bums”, and “Cellphones for Bums”….
I agree with keeping people on welfare FOREVER!
I want my parents and their friends to work two jobs while young able-bodied people live on handouts and get FOOD STAMPS!!! Seriously, who in the hell wants to learn how to fish?
I want the guys in the military (including the 4 in my family) to go off to war ill prepared and underfunded.
I believe in death squads… the more the merrier!
I want Obamacare to drain the system and leave everyone living on the streets…maybe the Baby Boomers will have to work THREE jobs!
All the ultra conservatives are exactly right, my vote had nothing to do with supporting a political party that sees women as equals and believes they are capable of making thoughtful and conscientious decisions for themselves and their families. And I certainly didn’t consider the idea that maybe the less fortunate should continue to get some support until we as a nation are back on our feet… and of course I see no difference between those who have real needs and those who are milking the system. Yes, I didn’t consider the ramifications of losing our credit rating and selling our country to China. I seriously have no clue about the dangers of the debt that’s been created and gave no thought to whose plan made more sense to me and my community. On top of that, the notion that the US needs to work with the international community instead of telling them what to do never crossed my mind. I can’t imagine why we need to tread lightly as we move into an energy future that will hopefully offer alternative sources to the insanity that continues to take place with our suppliers in the Middle East. And lastly, I never considered the views of family and friends who agree with the Republican agenda. I’m glad their candidate lost and and I’m especially glad that they’re worried about the future because of the decision I helped to make.
Whew! Feels good to clear that up! It bothered me that people assumed I put some thought into my decision and might have actually voted according to what I felt was best for my friends, my family and my community.
Seldom do I let the language of idiots get to me (a change in recent years) but Rush’s latest comments followed by the GOP’s “That’s not how I would have said it” response has me flabbergasted by my fellowman. I’ve been trying to sum up my thoughts with regards to this happening a week prior to International Women’s Day but Jon Stewart beat me to the punch.
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Is Invisible Children’s “Stop Kony” video the best philanthropically branded scam since TOMS shoes?
As you can guess, the whole “Stop Kony” viral wave pushed some of my buttons. I wish I could say my hesitance with the bandwagon was because of the education I’ve gained while supporting non-profits that are working in Uganda but I’m afraid the bulk of my skepticism was more likely motivated by how little credit I give to the specific friends who first FB’d the video. Sorry guys, but telling me you’ve been moved to tears because your teen (the same teen you’ve described as a slug for the last 4 years) has been inspired to change the world and now the two of you are retweeting a video like mofos, kinda suggests that you can’t find Africa on a map.
Anywho, I opted not to retweet / share / poke or call the Boulder City Council to take action, until I did a little research on my own, and now I’m ready to dive into the social media chatter.
Just for the record, I’m talking about FB friends you don’t know…I swear I’m not talking about you or your fabulous kid.
Thank goodness for the women who have the balls to write what the rest of us are thinking…even if it is anonymous. So many times I’ve considered starting a “Secret Contributor” page just so I can comment on the crazy talk that often comes out of the mouths of my nearest and dearest. But I’d never do it, people would figure me out and even after I made all the necessary (insincere) apologies the hurt feelings would continue to resurface and eventually (waaaay in the future) I’d either feel badly about the things I shared or I’d get preggers and have to eat my words.
I’ve kept this secret delight (reading Childless Bitch) to myself but after a like minded friend (who actually came up with the “No Income No Kids” tag) posted this on her Facebook wall I had to share it here.
PS, the best part of Childless Bitch’s articles are all the comments people write defending their parenting against her accusations. The keys on their computers must be smashed to bits from typing with so much anger.