Tuesday, July 26, 2011
Because People Are Sick And They Disgust Me, That's Why
“Oh Serenity, why do you act the way you do?” “You seem so full of anger, Serenity.” “You need to smile more.” “Oh come on, it can’t be THAT bad.” “Why do you always walk around with a chip on your shoulder, why are you so defensive around people, you don’t trust people, why is that?” “You need to learn to trust people, people are good. You think people are bad, you need counseling.”
No. No, assholes, I don’t. The above are things that have been said to me while I’ve been alive, more times than I care to count. Any long, long time reader already knows my history and I’ll tell ya, that history has made my instincts sharp. My instincts, my observations of the tiniest differences, are sharp. Sometimes I can’t even explain how I know, sometimes, I just KNOW. I’ve even written about a specific example of that, in the past. I lost a friend because of my instincts. I lost her when I had no way of explaining how I knew, from the time the guy opened the door to greet us, to the time we were in her car driving home and she asked me what I thought of her new boyfriend...the instinct was so strong, I couldn’t help but tell her. And I was right. And when she saw me again years later, she freaked out and stood there, shaking telling me I was right, OMG, I had been so right, and then told me everything she went through. She remembered a 5 minute conversation we had in the car years earlier...she remembered every word...and it freaked her out. And she didn’t like it. I couldn’t explain it, I didn’t like it either but even though I was right, even though she knew I was trying to warn her, even though she knew I was being a friend to her, the damn best friend I could to her at that moment when she asked me what I thought, she didn’t like that I just KNEW.
I know there are evil, disgusting, sick, perverted, pieces of shit in this world. I know what they do to other people. I know what they do to animals. I know what they do to children. I hate what they do. And it seems there are more and more and more and more...every day, there’s another story and you know what? THAT is why I act the way I do. It’s fucking overwhelming. I cannot live in LA LA Land and pretend none of this exists.
Maybe you can. “You can’t do anything about it, don’t dwell on it.” Bullshit. What the hell do you mean “you can’t do anything about it”, the fuck I can’t, the fuck you can’t, the fuck anyone can’t. YES, you CAN. But the first thing you have to do is GIVE A SHIT. Not just brush it off because it’s too hard to comprehend, or to think about, you have to FUCKING CARE and get PISSED and then you start finding ways to make a difference.
Why do not trust people? Here’s one reason why:
My next door neighbors have a beautiful dog. This dog came from Afghanistan where the guy was stationed not too long ago. This little dog became a sort of pet to the soldiers there and when my male neighbor was getting ready to come home, he wanted to bring this dog home. Not only did he really care about this dog but he had come to find out this dog’s history. This dog had been abused. This dog’s mother had been raped. Yes, raped. By humans. Some sick fuck raped a dog. And this little puppy apparently was there when it happened. And this little puppy, too small to rape, apparently, was beaten, instead.
But the soldier next door, with the help of some people, was able to get this dog home.
Isolated incident? Hardly. Here’s another sick fuck out there....and this is not the last:
Help Needed For Sexually Abused Dog
Yes. Sexually abused dog.
In DeFuniak Springs, FL, Janey is the innocent victim of sexual abuse and neglect. Her desperately sad and pleading eyes speak volumes about her suffering. The perpetrator, Eugene Hickman, 54 years old and a grandfather no less, was arrested after it had been reported by his grandson that he was caught while in the bedroom of their home, naked and on top of the dog.
Hickman didn’t deny that he’d committed this horrible act. In fact, he stated to police that he knew it was wrong and promised not to do it again. But Janey’s body is clear evidence of a lifetime of abuse. While Janey is only 3 years old, she clearly has suffered for her entire life. Hickman was charged with one count of felony animal cruelty, but it remains to be seen if he’ll get anything more than the usual legal slap on the wrist that most animal abusers end up receiving.
Emphasis mine. Fucking Florida...figures. The animals are so mistreated in that state. From cultures that view animals as nothing more than objects, garbage when they’re tired of them to some asinine “religious” ritual that’s all horse shit and even a neanderthal would know it’s horse shit, to dog fighting, cock fighting, abuse, neglect, etc even by those who claim that they “care” about animals. I have never witnessed so many sick fucking individuals as I did in Florida...South Florida, mainly.
See, this piece of shit admits that he knows what he did was wrong...but did that stop him from doing it? NO. Why? Because he’s a selfish prick, that’s why. THAT is what I’m talking about when I say, “I do not like people”. Oh, he’s a grandfather, how nice, what a sweet old man....AN OLD MAN WHO FUCKS DOGS!
Reality is not fun, kids. Reality is pretty harsh, sick and twisted. Why the hell do you think I have the pets I have? Because I realize that reality sucks ass and that if I don’t step up, no one else will. Stop pretending that most important thing in life is which fucking Housewife from NJ or Orange County is going to get in to a bitching contest tonight and focus on what’s real. Start caring about what is really going on. Start having some empathy. Start DOING something about it.
THEN people might understand why I don’t walk around with a vacant look in my eyes and a fake ass smile plastered to my face. And then they can shut the fuck up about me and start focusing their energy on something that fucking matters!
This literally happened not too long ago...a little over a week ago. A co-worker told me she had a friend who had tons of ideas and was good with marketing so I agreed to meet her for the other site I’ve mentioned on here. I need help with marketing. I go to meet her, within a half an hour, all that bitch could do was tell me I didn’t fucking smile enough. I’m not here for tea and crumpets, bitch, this is business and I am looking for ideas. What I am NOT looking for is some dumb hippie bitch telling me that the reason I’m not good at marketing is because I don’t smile enough. Insipid twit. No one can see my face on the internet, dolt!
GOD DAMNIT I cannot stand most people.
Put up or shut the fuck up.
Continue reading on Examiner.com Help needed for sexually abused dog - National animal advocacy | Examiner.com http://www.examiner.com/animal-advocacy-in-national/help-needed-for-sexually-abused-dog#ixzz1TFu6i3LR
