Rants

When I need to vent before I kick someone.

I’ve been known to bite, too.

“Politically Correct” Sucks

"Politically Correct" Sucks

I hate the term “politically correct.” It’s a misnomer, a slur that most people seem to accept at face value, but it’s in no way true. If I say “African American” rather than one of the old, hurtful descriptors, I’m not doing it because a politician wants me to say it. I’m saying it because […]

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Should Have Put Him in a Headlock

Should Have Put Him in a Headlock

Warning: not-graphic discussion of women’s parts and problems below. If you can’t handle that, I’m gonna suggest you go somewhere else till you mature a little bit. If you don’t want to read, well, I said it wasn’t graphic, but whatever. It’s a big internet–take care and have a good day! So. I’m seriously getting

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Why Armed Guards Aren’t the Answer

I ought to be doing about a gazillion other things, but people are being stupid on the internet. I must answer! Mustn’t I? Anyway. So the NRA, which really ought to know better, claims to think that armed guards in schools are the answer. … Do me a favor, any rational human being reading this.

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I’m Judging You

I'm Judging You

This quote annoyed me recently. I forget where I saw it, but it ticked me off, and I thought I’d rant a bit about it. Because, hey. I feel like ranting. “Noticing so many people talking on their phones while walking as if the solitude would kill them.” Now, do I want to be in

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Bureaucracy Bites

Bureaucracy Bites

They’re not really out to get me. I do understand that, now. Once I would have felt personally attacked (okay, I still do. Just now I know it’s not reasonable.) Rules exist because people abuse the system. Just like my (work) school has a uniform policy because it’s harder to enforce a looser code (no,

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Upon Reflection I’m Not Sorry

Upon Reflection I'm Not Sorry

Join me in a wallow? I promise I’ll bring it around. Through the amazing generosity of friends, I went away last week. It was the first time in…eighteen years? Something like that. I’ve run away for weekends a few times, but this was a whole week of near-complete freedom. I didn’t have to worry about

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STOP TELLING ME IT CAN’T BE HELPED

STOP TELLING ME IT CAN'T BE HELPED

Internet preachers, stop acting like there can only be one response. Don’t tell me “stop talking about gun control and think about the families!” I can do both, you self-righteous bastard. Hell, I’m good at multi-tasking. I can pray for the families, cry for their loss, talk about gun control, and thank God my baby

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