What is wrong with people? Allowing horses to compete after they’ve undergone surgery to silence the nerve system so that they cannot feel pain? What the hell, seriously?
https://epona.tv/blog/2017/may/unnerving-facts
Happy Anniversary, Denmark
Stop the Planet, I Want Off
I’m so tired of hate speech and bigotry. So tired of having to explain over and over that no, I’m not making this chronic pain thing up, and yes, I can have an opinion in spite of being a fat, middle-aged female. I’m so tired of people who respond to any kind of coherent argument with insults. I’m exhausted with the notion that if you’re not with me, you’re against me, and I am going to beat the snot out of you verbally, and if I get the chance, physically.
Regardless which faith you follow, I’ll bet you that there is a core tenet that goes something like, ‘don’t be a dick’. I wish we could live by that, regardless of whether we consider ourselves Christians, Muslims, Jewish, Buddhist, Shinto, Flying Spaghetti Monster, or any other label.
It’s okay to admit that you don’t know everything. It’s okay to change your opinion when you learn facts that you were not aware of previously. Being able to read and evaluate is not something to be embarrassed about. Getting your political opinion from Facebook memes and voting for dead gorillas as some kind of social protest, that’s something to be embarrassed about.
Do I like Trump? Oh hell no. Clinton? Oh hell no. If you were to put me in an American voting … station? thing? They apparently don’t have secret voting boots over there, according to a photo circulating of Trump leaning over to make sure his wife votes right. Anyhow. Put me in one of those and I would be hard pressed to choose between two evils. I’d have gone with Hillary in the end because I honestly fear the idea of a commander in chief with Trump’s temper. But I’d still feel like I’d been choosing between hanging or drowning.
Maybe if the political circus was not largely a circus, actual politics would matter. Votes should not be decided by tweets and 9gag posts.
And that’s just American politics. The problem is everywhere, though. People just don’t… respect each other. They are failing hard at the ‘don’t be a dick’ thing. From video gamers who cry ‘tits or gtfo’ and threaten to rape female game developers to teach them their place, to real world politics and scare tactics.
Don’t be a dick. Listen. Evaluate. Admit that you can be wrong. Allow others the right to be wrong. In the words of pop culture icons from my mis-spent youth, start being excellent to each other.
No Bra Wtf?
This is going to be one of those rants that have nothing to do with horses. You’ve been warned. Enjoy.
No Bra Day. What the fuck is up with this idea? When someone sent me a link to a 9gag meme about No Bra Day a few days back it was for fun. Lookie, is funny, chicks are going to waltz around freeing their tatas. Hee hee.
Excuse me if I’m not laughing. I happen to own a pair of these things. I grew up in the 70s and 80s. I remember how adult women in the 70s got rid of the chafing, horrible things that they were made to wear lest their nipples offend some male’s sensibilities. Or worse yet, inspire horny thoughts. As we got closer to 1990, women started wearing the things again because men just wouldn’t stop fucking staring at them and taking the lack of a bra as an open invitation.
Do I wear one? Yes. I wear a sports bra when I ride, because having those jugs bounce around is bloody painful. I wear a bra for decency’s sake when I’m wearing a thin shirt. I still feel I shouldn’t have to. If it’s all right for a guy’s nipples to be visible, why can’t mine be?
I’m told that No Bra Day began as an awareness affair for breast cancer victims, particularly those who have had to lose one. I’m cool with that. I don’t see why anyone should feel obliged to wear a bra and a fake boob unless they want to. Some people feel that their cancer is a private thing. They want to look “normal” because it’s no one’s bloody business but their own. Still fine with me.
Cancer is not pink sums it up well. What’s the purpose of No Bra Day, to remind cancer victims that they aren’t going to need one again, haha?
From what I saw on 9gag and on the various news sites, No Bra Day’s real purpose is to show boobs. Lots of boobs.
Isn’t it great to know that a lethal disease has been reduced to a fratboy joke?
My mother and her peers did not burn their bras, more or less figuratively, in order for teenage boys and men with teenage boy mentalities to have something to jerk off to. Sure, bras can be part of sexy lingerie. Not wearing a bra is not an invitation to grope or leer or stare. If you can’t look at a bra-less woman without having troubles subduing your libido, go take ten in the nearest bathroom and get over yourself.
I want to go burn those sports bras that I do own.
Nose Band Challenge from Epona
