a99kitten's Musings

To say I am disgusted by the show of support for a child rapist would be an understatement. And it’s quite possible I am now more disgusted by the Hollywood “elite”,  foreign film societies AND governments than I am the actual rapist.

Look, Roman Polanski has had some awful things happen in his life. This is absolutely true. No denying. But I don’t recall that being a justification for being a drugging, raping, creepy letch.

And yes, it was 32 years ago and that is a long time ago. But that’s because he FLED the country when it was his time to go to jail and pay for his crime. I don’t care that he thought the judge was going to renege on some plea agreement that he should have NEVER been given in the first place (he was offered the deal to spare the victim anymore testifying not because he deserved leniency.) Too damn bad. That does not excuse running away. The judge was likely sickened by the fact that Polanski was getting away with rape and wasn’t going to allow it.  But yeah – it’s probably really because the judge was just a jerk for wanting to lock this scumbag up. Right…

This was a 13 year old girl (the parents judgment for leaving her alone with a 43-year old Hollywood perv is along the same lines as the parents who handed over their kids to Michael Jackson.)

He gave her alcohol. Then he gave her drugs. And then had sex with her (in multiple ways) AFTER she said no. Let’s ask Whoopi Goldberg, Harvey Weinstein or Martin Scorcese to hand over their kids (do they have any-I have no clue) to some random Joe Smith, a raping pedophile locked up in jail for this exact same thing. And then let’s see how they react when Joe Blow asks to get off with 2 months in jail. They’d be screaming their little whiny heads off. Woody Allen signed it – that alone should indicate the ethics of it…

Oh, but it’s a talented (this can be called into question if you ask me) director. “Oh. One of us?”  they say. Well then obviously it’s the big bad prosecutor gunning for this poor man who simply wants to be left alone.

When I saw this quote “His arrest follows an American arrest warrant dating from 1978 against the filmmaker, in a case of morals.” in the petition these wonderful artists have prepared: http://community.livejournal.com/ohnotheydidnt/39618660.html I wanted to strangle these idiots. “Case of Morals”??? Really????? WHERE is it not immoral to ply some little girl with drugs and alcohol and then force yourself on her – in numerous ways??? WTF is wrong with these idiots???

How many news stories have we read about the teacher (both male and female nowadays) being suspended, fired, sent to jail because he/she had a “consensual” relationship with a student? The reason consensual is shot down in court is because he/she is the adult.  The child cannot make these decisions and the teacher is in the position of authority. Etc, etc, etc. And this is in the cases where the student “wanted” to have sex with the teacher. And wasn’t drugged. But the adult is found guilty and sent to jail.

What about Mary Kay Letourneau? Who went to jail for having a relationship with a 13-year old boy. Crucified by the press and public (rightfully so) and yet – the boy didn’t claim rape.  They are still together last I ever read (and had a baby.)  It was wrong. And gross. And correct for all us to be shocked and sickened. He was 13!  But clearly – she needed to be a director, or actor or something, and not a high school teacher, if she wanted to get away with this type of shenanigans.

And then Whoopi Goldberg, on a “WOMEN’S” TV show, starts defending Polanski and saying “I know it wasn’t rape-rape.” WHAT??? W..T..F??? http://bighollywood.breitbart.com/bighollywood/2009/09/28/whoopi-defends-polanski-it-wasnt-rape-rape/

It’s not like I have EVER watched this stupid show, but you can be sure I never will now.

I GUARANTEE that if we were discussing these same actions but perpetrated by a Republican Senator or some Wall Street CEO, they’d be wheeling out the guillotine! “50 years in jail at a minimum because he not only ruined this poor young girl’s life, but he also fled our great justice system and laughed in our faces!!!” blah, blah….Let’s think back to the Duke lacrosse players who were crucified in the press as guilty of rape…only then to find out they were, in fact, not.

This is what this wonderfully talented man deserving of our forgiveness did:

The girl testified that she left the Jacuzzi and entered a bedroom in Nicholson’s home, where Polanski sat down beside her and kissed the teen, despite her demands that he “keep away.” According to Gailey, Polanski then performed a sex act on her and later “started to have intercourse with me.” At one point, according to Gailey’s testimony, Polanski asked the 13-year-old if she was “on the pill,” and “When did you last have your period?” Polanski then asked her, Gailey recalled, “Would you want me to go in through your back?” before he “put his penis in my butt.” Asked why she did not more forcefully resist Polanski, the teenager told Deputy D.A. Roger Gunson, “Because I was afraid of him.”

Here are the indictments: http://www.thesmokinggun.com/archive/polanskicover1.html

And no, it doesn’t change my opinion one iota because the victim of this crime has come out and said to drop it. Of course she has – she has had to live with it all of her life.  To stay sane, she probably came to terms with it the best she could and has tried to leave it behind. As any rape or abuse victim would. She stated as much in 1997. So I have no doubt, she wants it to just go away so that she can live her life. But that doesn’t mean it should.  It doesn’t mean because he managed to get away it for 30 years and the victim wants to forget all about it, that we should. It does mean everyone should definitely leave her and her family alone. Of course, the media will not do this. So she gets raped all over again.

Last night I woke up at around 1:30am to a banging noise. It was obvious to me it was one of my dogs banging on a door to be let in/let out of someplace. Since they were both asleep when I went to bed last night, this seemed odd.

I got up and out of bed immediately and checked for the dogs.  They both always sleep in the same spots – Angelus on his bed and Storm under our bed (it’s a tall bed.) Storm wasn’t there. So I checked the spare bedroom and office as their doors were closed. They aren’t usually closed but until Storm’s Cushing’s Disease medication kicks in, I have been making sure to give him less open areas in the house to have an “accident”.

But no Storm in those rooms. Checked the garage and then back downstairs to the master bedroom to check the closet. Now this was in a span of a minute or 2. I was flying around the house looking for him. Where could he be? Then I decide to look out the window of the front door. And I see his little head.

I let him in and he ran right downstairs to the bedroom and drank almost a whole bowl of water. And then scooted under the bed and just sat there, panting very hard. He was clearly very stressed out. I hung out with him, petting him for about 15 minutes and he fell asleep. This means he was off-leash, no collar or tags and free to roam the neighborhood and get lost. Or worse – get hit by a car. We have only a few streetlights on our street and some of the streets around us have none. Rural area.

Luckily Storm is a Momma’s boy and would not venture away unless his brother led his away (who was likely annoyed that he was stuck inside!)  Or if he saw a cat, raccoon, skunk, etc., then he would have taken off after it for sure.  Not entirely sure how he got OUT of the yard. Must investigate that. Thinking that he squeezed himself between the posts on the gate. But thankfully, his desire to always be by his people, kept him safely at the front door wanting to be let in. He is quite the creature of routine and he knew it was sleepy time (you tell them “sleepy time” and they go right to their beds.) It was very dark out (fog, no moonlight, no outside lights on) and he was stuck outside – which never happens. This stressed him out. Since he has Cushing’s Disease and just got over a too-many-doctor-visit-stress-induced tummy/GI issue, I really don’t want him stressed further.

Plus I had a weird accident the day before (car peeling out of parking lot and not seeing me crossing Highway 1 so had to run fast out of his way, tripped myself up, causing me to take a digger on the asphalt so that I could pull the dogs forward in front of me and out of the street.) This freaked me out a bit as I had been having these weird thoughts about something happening to the dogs. So…thinking about him being stressed and sad, wondering why he was alone and stuck outside in the dark, made *me* very sad and stressed out. All of this likely contributing to my bad dreams for the rest of the night.

Then as I was petting Storm and he was panting hard, my husband woke up and asked what all the commotion was. I told him Storm was stuck outside and I just let him in (knowing it was he who let him out into the front yard and then apparently forget to bring him inside before he went to bed.) Oh, he says. And goes back to sleep. Grrrr.

I went back to bed and had nightmares for the rest of the night about bad things happening to the dogs. I would fall asleep for a few minutes and then the same nightmare would wake me up.  All night long. I finally gave up trying to get any sleep around 5:30am. I don’t recall what the details of the nightmares were anymore, just the bad feeling of them.

This morning, husband told me he must have forgotten that he let Storm out to pee last night and then just went to bed.  Oops. Kind of funny really, right? No, notsomuch. He then asked if Storm scratched the front door when he wanted to be let in. I don’t know. And actually don’t care.

Nothing bad happened to Storm other than some unneeded stress on his little system.  But thinking of what could have happened stresses me out. I normally don’t think that way actually but when it comes to the safety of my doggies, I am very careful and probably a bit neurotic.  So a little more concern displayed this AM would have been nice but whatever. Storm is contently catching up on his sleep…

Sleepy puppy...

But today, I am very exhausted. And grumpy. Instead of eating lunch I am typing this in the hopes my venting will alleviate my stress/upset.  But I better eat something today at some point or someone could get stabbed…

Woke up around 1:00am to a Stormy face staring at me “need to go out Mom!” Took him out and he went potty and back in we came and thankfully I feel back asleep pretty easily (not usual for me lately.)

Around 5am, still pitch dark out, Stormy face staring at me again. Ok, buddy….he seems to be having some tummy issues (will spare any details) but he got that out and back to bed. Of course, now falling back asleep is not that easy. If it had been a little light out, I would have gotten up and taken the buds out for a walk. Very cold last night/early morning so they would have liked that. However, walking in the foresty area in the dark is not such a good plan in coyote and bear country :) ALTHOUGH, maybe I would have seen the bear I’ve been trying to see all year!! But I heard the coyotes earlier and didn’t want to deal with that. I know they will generally stay away from people and big dogs but walking myself into a pack of them is a Darwin Award for sure…

So I tossed and turned and tried to get back to sleep. And my mind was racing with thoughts of what chores I wanted to get done today, what fun stuff I wanted to do, where should I hike, why is Stormy having tummy issues, he didn’t eat anything weird – or did he? When will his medicine arrive? What if he still has tummy issues – I should wait to start his medicine as that’s a sign to take him off if it. Ooooh – don’t forget to sign up for the Survivor Football pool, and check my Fantasy teams, oh yeah, excited to finish my book today, what should I read next? Can’t wait to get my Kindle! Race…race…race. This is what happens when I wake up anytime after 4am-ish.

I did manage to fall asleep though. And around 6:30am, again woken up by a Stormy face staring at me. And this time it was urgent. Ok, out we go. It’s also amazing to me that my husband magically sleeps through all of this but if I move the covers wrong or turn on a light, his sleep has been ruined. ?????

But now, because I did manage to fall back asleep, I was actually very tired when I woke up this time. So after taking Storm out, I got back into bed and wanted to go back to sleep. No dice. Angelus came in and thought hey – it’s light out, you just took Storm out and not me, GET UP! RRRUUUUUF! He only ever does one. Huskies aren’t barkers. Angelus uses his 1 bark as communication. It is used at different times but basically has the same meaning: get up, move it, take me out, give me a treat, play with me. His one “ruff” will mean any of these things and you will have no doubt which one it is when it happens. Very good communicators these huskies are!

By now it was about 7am. Ok, Mom just get up. Fed the buds and then got dressed. It was 45 degrees out so I knew they would be happy. Gave them their vitamins and then asked husband, who had said he wanted to go on our walk this morning (umm…yeah..), if he was coming. He was still lying in bed with the covers pulled up. I already knew the answer but gave him the chance. “No” he says. “I would have if I got enough sleep but the dogs kept waking me up” (really? you seemed to be in a coma to me?)

I closed the bedroom door and off we went. Very quiet and peaceful out. I am worried why Storm is having these tummy issues. I’ll get him ground turkey and white rice today and make that for his dinner. It’s the easiest thing on their digestion. Hopefully this fixes it in a day or 2. Or I’ll be up 3 or 4 times again during the night and calling the vet.

I brought Storm back after a short walk and took Angelus on a longer one. Then did the dishes, made some coffee, checked my email, got annoyed by my email, and wrote down my To Do list for today. Stormy is sound asleep at my feet and Angelus is relaxing on the desk. Husband is still sleeping. He was feeling sick yesterday so he better sleep that off and not give me his germs!

So happy Labor Day to the Moms of fluffy and human kids everywhere. You labor way more than some organized union worker collecting his/her “entitled” wages, pension and benefits until the day they retire and finally die….

I don’t ask you to agree with me.

I don’t ask you like what I like.

I don’t ask you to do what I want to do.

I don’t ask for you to care about everything I care about.

But I do ask that you care about me. About what I have to say. Even if you disagree, you should care to listen to me and what I have to say even when ranting about something you deem silly or annoying. Because it’s me.

If you don’t, then I’m not sure why I should care.

A million thoughts for posts in my head but no real time to sort or type them out. I hate days like today… I had all sorts of good thoughts about what to write about over the weekend but was busy or wanted to do something else at the moment. See what I get for procrastinating!

I slept horribly last night. I Tossed and turned and woke up so many times. This happens a lot on Sunday nights when in Tahoe as I need to wake up early to get ready and drive back to the Bay Area and work. So I start waking up and checking my alarm around 1:30am or so. And once I am awake, my mind is off and racing about things to do at work, home, family, etc., etc. I feel like I got 3 hours of bad sleep if that.

I am usually extremely organized no matter what but today was just a mess. I found that I made a mistake. I didn’t save a spreadsheet on a certain date several months ago and now need a number (it’s an spreadsheet with many accruing formulas) from that date and have to re-create it. But many numbers and columns and cells play into it. Not one that can’t be fixed but time-consuming and stupid. I hate that. Very, very unlike me. 50 lashes…

I do not think the rest of the week will be much better as it is very busy with work, work, Storm’s ultrasound, work, Board meeting prep, Board meeting, work and whatever else I can throw in there…but I will fix it and put organization back into my space. It’s what I do best I think.

Am looking forward to taking next week off in conjunction with Labor Day so I get a 9-day stay in Tahoe. I figured use my vacation time up now for a nice summer week as I won’t really need any until Christmas anyway! Quite happy about it (minus the stress of getting tons of work done beforehand.) I’ve already begun to prepare my chore list for the house up there mentally (sicko) but will definitely set aside time each day for hiking, reading, sunning, catching up on True Blood Season 1 and husky fun! PLUS football season officially starts on 9/10 :) (although I am liking my Fantasy team less and less as I stare at it and compare to the other teams in my league – boo.)

On an up note, I looked fairly cute today…fun pink summery J. Crew dress and cute pink Betsey Johnson shoes. Outfit really should have put me in a better mood all on its own :)

I always find it disturbing when people are hyper-critical. Being honest, constructive criticism, all that – sure. But just plain critical. Finding something wrong no matter what. I personally find this is very bad personality trait.

Do you look at a field of options, of opportunity, of suggestions and only see things to criticize? Only see what’s wrong with the picture instead of what’s right? That’s just not right.

Do you look at a portfolio of stocks and see the 1 that has had a loss and comment on it? Do you look at a clean and organized house and find the dirty spot? See a cute girl and see why she’s not beautiful? Do you look at anything and everything and only see what’s wrong? Well…you should figure out what the hell is wrong with YOU and it’s not the thing you see in others. Take a deeper look..

Women should really never give up their paying jobs in this world. This leads to giving up your freedom.

A single person spends their money on whatever they want. Irresponsibly or responsibly – it’s all up to them.  Save it. Invest it. Spend it. Blow it in Vegas. Do what you want with it. It’s all yours. You earned, you spend it.

Then you get married….And even if you do not combine your checking, savings, credit cards, etc. you generally still put a majority of your money towards your mortgage, furniture, home improvements, bills, etc etc.  And this is *without* kids. Once kids enter the picture – I think all of your money goes in that bucket!! :)

Now, if you are lucky (yes lots of hard work but come on – you are awesomely lucky too!) and have enough money where you can spend willy-nilly (or put all your money in your stock account, or collect cars, or donate it all to saving fluffy animals or buy 1000 acres in Wyoming) and no one cares – AWESOME! GO YOU! But most people are not in this category. Most (married/co-habitating) people contribute a good portion (if not all) of their take-home earnings to joint expenses. Thankfully the government likes to take their portion off the top so you don’t have to worry about that…

But when a women leaves her job and stays home (*usually* when they have kid(s)), she stops bringing home a paycheck.  Now, if she is a normal wife in this situation and is taking care of the household (along with the kids if in the picture) then she hasn’t stopped working. Just stopped being paid and intrinsically valued for the work done. And then something happens which, to me, is one of the worst thing’s ever. Someone else has control. Want to get your hair done? Go to a Saturday lunch with your friends? Go to the movies? Buy something?  Have a drink out at dinner? Well, you probably have to clear it with the earner now. Or at least explain it afterward when asked where that money went.

Now, I know there are women out there are who are gold-digging whores who look for men to marry to support them and do not want to work at all. Some probably feel a reciprocal relationship of “I give you lots of sex and you take care of me completely.”  If both parties are OK with this, fine I guess. It’s a mutually beneficial relationship as long as it’s completely understood by both parties. Gross concept of marriage but oh well.

And there are some who don’t even bother to act like a wife/partner for their husbands and just want someone to take care of them. Likely jumped from daddy to them or from 1 sucker to the next sucker – whatever. They probably never really had to take care of themselves so see nothing wrong with this behavior. And they find men who do it so it’s proven out as a successful path. And if the guy puts up with it – oh well, his fault. Except that it serves as a bad example of women. I hate those women.

I also know there are men who think if the woman stays home and takes care of the house, all the errands, cooking, laundry, kids, pets, etc. etc. she still isn’t really “working”. After all, she didn’t have to put on a tie this morning. Or sit in on a 3-hour meeting. She got to stay home all day and watch TV or read magazines, right? What she had to do was “easy”.

I can’t think of worse thing than having to ask someone for money. It actually causes a physical reaction in me. Or the idea that someone is “taking care of me.” Ugh. One of many reasons I could never be a Liberal Democrat.

Now, do I love the fantasy of not working long hours and having my husband buy me nice things and flowers, pay for my poodle-time and take me on awesome vacations? Of course!! Who wouldn’t?! Sounds great! But what would I give up for that? That’s the question.

Currently, I work more than full-time hours in 1 job, spend hours on another job/project plus take care of  2 homes and all errands, laundry, cooking, grocery shopping, paying bills, all pet-related stuff plus twittering and blogging :) Now, I have a housekeeper 1x per week at home because I frackin’ refuse to clean bathrooms on my weekends.  Most hated chore EVER.  But I pay for this luxury out of MY paycheck.  Along with a fair share of household bills. And I do still clean bathrooms (along with everything else) at our vacation house when we go. I don’t complain about doing any of this – I’m good at it & hate when it’s not done – but I would love if I felt it was truly valued.

So now the question is would I give up my full-time paying job, along with the hours and stress that go with it, so that my days weren’t always so filled with work and chores? Just handle the household stuff and that’s it? Potentially have more time off (with non-fluffy children that is simply untrue but with huskies it is a possibility :) ) But then earn no money of my own?  No…not really…no possible way.

Finding someone who is truly a partner means they do take care of you. And you take care of them. It’s a reciprocal relationship that you both benefit from and that makes you both happy. And hey, if you find a guy who makes a good living and doesn’t want his wife to have to go to work 9-5 (or much longer in reality) because he makes plenty of cash – then that’s really great. But again – what are you giving up for that? Is he going to ask you where that $50 went when you meet friends for lunch? Or get a mani/pedi? Or buy a pair of shoes? If so – keep your job. Make your own money. Don’t look to anyone to support you.

And keep your job so that when you go out to dinner and he complains that you guys eat out too much,  or that you ordered an appetizer or a $10 drink with your meal, you can pull your cash or card out of your own wallet and pay. And look at him like “Really?”

THAT control over yourself and your own life is priceless.

If he’s allowed his “second chance”, then I’m allowed my opinion..

The NFL Commissioner decided to “partially reinstate” Michael Vick today. This means he can practice and play in pre-season games, assuming he can find a team who wants him. He might be eligible to play in regular season games as early as October.

Thankfully the Atlanta Falcons dropped him so they won’t want him back.  They found themselves a good QB in rookie Matt Ryan plus were probably so angry at Vick for all the bad PR, they want nothing to do with him.

And I’m sure there are plenty of teams that want nothing to do with the bad PR he will, at least initially, bring.  My guess is those are the teams who already have great QBs in their line-up.

But you know there will be teams who want him (OAK comes to mind….) And this is what angers me.  Hey – who cares about his character. He can throw a ball and scramble out of a collapsing pocket to score – awesome.  Pfft.

Sports figures have been idols to kids for years and years now. With more and more of them becoming so. They get paid ridiculous amounts of money coming straight out of the draft (school). They walk around like kings and get treated as such by legions of screaming fans. Because they are good at a sport.  But the sad thing is more and more of them are completely unworthy of it.

He didn’t commit a crime against himself (take drugs) or get caught cheating on his wife in some personal scandal.  He not only broke both state and federal laws – he did it in an extremely savage and heinous way. Have you read the details about what he did to those dogs that HE killed (after he lied to prosecutors and said he didn’t)? I did. And I cried. He did not “just” bankroll this operation. He fully and completely participated in the violence. Multiple studies have shown the correlation between violent and sadistic cruelty to animals and to people. Well – he plays a violent sport as a job so I guess not so far off. And look – I love football.  But I don’t want the teams I am rooting for  to have violent psychos as team leaders. No thanks.

Forget the savagery of dog-fighting in itself – but what he did to those dogs that lost or under-performed? The person who does something like this by choice (no  “I was trying to support my family” BS or anything in his corner) for sport – you are a broken human. Plain and simple. You should not be allowed to own animals ever again. And you are going to raise children in your image? Nice.

Sure you’re sorry. You’re sorry you were caught. You’re sorry that you lost your huge NFL contract and advertising sponsors. You’re sorry that you lost your houses and cars and everything else. That’s why your sorry.

And to those supporters who spout “he paid his dues”, “he deserves a second chance”. He got one already – he’s not dead. He is now out of jail. Go on and live your life. But no – you shouldn’t play in the NFL again where you can, in any way, be held up as a role model or on some kid’s t-shirt ever again.

The NFL is at fault too. They shouldn’t “hire” convicted felons – period. I realize half of the Bengals would be out of work but that’s too damn bad. Maybe if they actually couldn’t just go back to earning their huge paychecks, they wouldn’t be so fracking stupid and commit these crimes? Or is that too much to ask?

And if Vick does get to play in games, I am sincerely hoping he goes up against a linbacker who loves dogs. And had to explain to his kids what Vick did after they heard it on the radio and watch them cry.  And hopefully he gets a painful & karmic taste of what his poor dogs did.

Today I took Angelus for a loooong walk.  We hit one of his favorite spots first – the Pillar Point Harbor beach. He doesn’t like waves too much so he prefers the beach at the harbor over Surfer’s Beach which is right on the other side of the break wall.  This could be because when he was a puppy, he and I were walking on Surfer’s Beach during high tide (and a storm was brewing) and a giant wave came up and got us. I scooped him up and pressed us against the bluff wall but I was pretty wet from the waist down. We weren’t in any real danger or anything but he could probably sense my stress and probably didn’t like getting so wet! So yeah – he likes calm water – the lake is BEST!

Anyway, on today’s walk we came across the “normal” garbage we see in the RV parking lot after a weekend beach day. Tourists = suck. You people come over here and wreck a beautiful environment. Your complete disregard for the environment sickens me. Now, I am not a tree-hugging environmentalist. But who doesn’t want their beaches, oceans, lakes, roads, and parks to STAY CLEAN??? WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU A**HOLES? Don’t you like nice things??? This really isn’t an issue with differing opinions, or viewpoints. You leave trash – you are 100% wrong and suck. Easy.

How hard is it to take your garbage to the numerous trash cans placed along the entrances of the beach or in the parking  lots? I am talking a lot of garbage too. Not a stray piece of garbage that might have flown out of your trash bag. I am talking about you F-WADS that left a PILE of garbage by the breakwall.

And let’s not ignore the jacka** who brought his chair/awning thingy along with one of those cheap white syrofoam coolers and left them there when he was done. He/she is a stellar example of humanity.

It’s already so ridiculously annoying when the “fishermen” (not pros) leave their used line (for seagulls to get caught on or dogs to get tangled in), beer cans, food wrappers, etc.

And I know the teenagers/young people who have their nighttime bonfires with their leftover pizza boxes, fast food containers and beer cans and Mickey’s bottles are likely not tourists and I detest you just as much. Just take it to the garbage cans you losers. Again – how hard is it? If this is too much for you to be responsible for – then please do us all a favor and remove yourself from society now. Because we are likely going to have to pay for your welfare check, WIC food and/or prison stay later…

But any nice or long/holiday weekend is sure to wreck the beaches and parks. I personally am in favor of a HUGE toll to get here (and a huge parking fee for beaches or parks) and a huge fine for violators. The fees/fines would pay for the staff in no time with this amount of losers in the world. Charge by the person so the single person or couple doesn’t have to pay as much as the family of 10. Because guess what – they ARE using more of the natural resources and making more of a mess.

Because let’s face it, if your personal responsibility level is so low that you can’t take your own garbage to the garbage can what hope do you have to ever raise a child who isn’t a loser like you? Or hold any type of job that is a mid-to-high functioning level job? The fact that you take up space on this planet and breathe oxygen is a crime. If you are so irresponsible and unable to see what’s wrong with your actions, then I am personally hoping for your demise because you offer no benefit to society.

So do us all a favor – off yourself now and don’t waste anymore space…

OR take a little a little responsbility for your own actions and clean up behind you. It’s not that hard. If you can’t do that. F off and die.

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