When Dogs Were Dogs
Oy, I am not feeling well at all. I think I have the flu or something. It's more than just a cold now, I've got nausea and a bit of a temperature I think. And, I actually went to bed at 8:30 last night... a sure sign that I am ill.
Before that I watched this show on VH-1 called 'Hottest Pets'. I do not know why I kept it on but it made me so furious the entire time. If I was a god or some vastly more intelligent being looking down on earth in 2006 I would either laugh my ass off or weep at the level of stupidity society has reached.
Dogs in tuxedos? Sweaters? Matching outfits with their owners? Dog "fashion" shows? A $3000 bottle of dog perfume???? It's repugnant. And I felt this way long before they showed Paris Hilton and I wanted to splice her face with an ax. I love animals. I think I respect nature more than I do humanity. To see this farce and excess just put me in a mood. In the same way that celebrity foreign orphan adoption makes me sick. I think I am just tired of celebrities and the brainless that flaunt and fawn over them.
And, it gets worse. Designer cockroaches. Maybe I am the last to hear about this, but they have these cockroaches, the big hissing ones from Madagascar (a place people probably only know about because of the animated movie that was released a year or two ago). The stud the bugs with jewels, put them on a leash that pins to your disgusting, overpriced dress and it becomes living jewelry.
It fucking offends me. Yes, granted the only living creature I would probably kill would be a roach. As I learned in excess when my fat blob of a former roommate infested our entire apartment with them. And I haven't encountered one since then so I can't say I would smash one to bits. Certainly, if I encountered a Madagascar hissing cockroach I would not smash it. The sound of the crunch would ring through my ears and traumatize me for years to come. I am not hugging trees here. But, isn't that animal cruelty? Studding this thing? Someone attaching a leash to it? Wearing it as fashion?
The dogs in the purses are bad enough. When I see a cunt on the CTA with a dog in her purse I want to douse here with gasoline and set her on fire. Now I have to be pissed about the cockroaches as well. I hope one of these rich assholes buys one that's been impregnated and wakes up one morning with a million roach eggs waiting to hatch. The whole of southern California infested with hissing cockroaches. Something out of Creepshow.
Someday, I'll get a dog. And it'll be a dog's dog. It'll fetch sticks and dig holes and bark. It won't fit in a purse. It won't wear sweaters. It'll growl and drool and fart and I'll teach it to attack little toy dogs and their owners.
So, needless to say I was pretty tired after being that pissed off. I thought I'd watch a movie and popped 'Troy' in and really had to face facts that it's just a bad, bad movie. And I think along with Tom Cruise I have added Brad Pitt to my list of actors whose movies I refuse to see. Ironic seeing as ten years ago Brad Pitt's pictures adorned my walls.
As I read once and it still amuses me to this day. Why are there llamas in Troy? They wouldn't be discovered until Europeans visited South America 3000 years later.
I'm pissy and in the mood for a fight.
Before that I watched this show on VH-1 called 'Hottest Pets'. I do not know why I kept it on but it made me so furious the entire time. If I was a god or some vastly more intelligent being looking down on earth in 2006 I would either laugh my ass off or weep at the level of stupidity society has reached.
Dogs in tuxedos? Sweaters? Matching outfits with their owners? Dog "fashion" shows? A $3000 bottle of dog perfume???? It's repugnant. And I felt this way long before they showed Paris Hilton and I wanted to splice her face with an ax. I love animals. I think I respect nature more than I do humanity. To see this farce and excess just put me in a mood. In the same way that celebrity foreign orphan adoption makes me sick. I think I am just tired of celebrities and the brainless that flaunt and fawn over them.
And, it gets worse. Designer cockroaches. Maybe I am the last to hear about this, but they have these cockroaches, the big hissing ones from Madagascar (a place people probably only know about because of the animated movie that was released a year or two ago). The stud the bugs with jewels, put them on a leash that pins to your disgusting, overpriced dress and it becomes living jewelry.
It fucking offends me. Yes, granted the only living creature I would probably kill would be a roach. As I learned in excess when my fat blob of a former roommate infested our entire apartment with them. And I haven't encountered one since then so I can't say I would smash one to bits. Certainly, if I encountered a Madagascar hissing cockroach I would not smash it. The sound of the crunch would ring through my ears and traumatize me for years to come. I am not hugging trees here. But, isn't that animal cruelty? Studding this thing? Someone attaching a leash to it? Wearing it as fashion?
The dogs in the purses are bad enough. When I see a cunt on the CTA with a dog in her purse I want to douse here with gasoline and set her on fire. Now I have to be pissed about the cockroaches as well. I hope one of these rich assholes buys one that's been impregnated and wakes up one morning with a million roach eggs waiting to hatch. The whole of southern California infested with hissing cockroaches. Something out of Creepshow.
Someday, I'll get a dog. And it'll be a dog's dog. It'll fetch sticks and dig holes and bark. It won't fit in a purse. It won't wear sweaters. It'll growl and drool and fart and I'll teach it to attack little toy dogs and their owners.
So, needless to say I was pretty tired after being that pissed off. I thought I'd watch a movie and popped 'Troy' in and really had to face facts that it's just a bad, bad movie. And I think along with Tom Cruise I have added Brad Pitt to my list of actors whose movies I refuse to see. Ironic seeing as ten years ago Brad Pitt's pictures adorned my walls.
As I read once and it still amuses me to this day. Why are there llamas in Troy? They wouldn't be discovered until Europeans visited South America 3000 years later.
I'm pissy and in the mood for a fight.