another WTF moment
I came home today hoping somebody loves me enough to write me a letter and that I won't come home to a bill or another organization asking me for money. Well, I didn't get my letter. But the CSPCA was kind enough to send me something so highly disturbing in my mailbox. You really gotta ask yourself, in moments like these, WHAT THE FUCK are people thinking?!
CSPCA stands for The Canadian Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Animals. The keywords to note here are PREVENTION, CRUELTY, and ANIMALS. No one really cares about the Canadian part. So, carrying on...
Today I didn't get a normal letter like I usually do stuffed with information about the organization and how far my dollar will stretch but then how much farther my $50 will stretch. No, today I got a box. See picture 1 and 2:
Seems harmless enough, right? It's probably just filled with useless crap, right? WRONG! I turned the box over and to a great alarm I saw this (pictures 3 to 5):
DUM DUM DUMMMMMM. Do you see something wrong with this picture? I sure as hell do. I have half of mind to write them a formal letter of complaint. Okay, okay, if you don't get it, I'll explain. THERE'S A FREAKIN BEAR STUFFED IN MY BOX!! I mean, clearly something went terribly wrong when the Society for the PREVENTION of CRUELTY to ANIMALS stuffs a BEAR in my box!!! I don't care if it's not a real bear, the symbolism bears all meaning (ahaha, get it?) What are we teaching the children by contradicting ourselves. Ask any child if their childhood stuffed animal toy thing would like to be stuffed into a box and they'll say no... because even stuffed bears have feelings!
Not only that, but as if to appeal to the hip hop generation of children, the bear had a little bling bling going on (see picture 6):
The poor thing. Branded not only to the SPCA, but when you turn around its medallion, it's also branded to me, Parizad. (see picture 7):
I didn't ask for ownership of the poor bear. I'm sure it didn't ask for it either. Bears are meant to roam free in the wildnerness, not couped up in a freakin box. The badly abused bear and I had a talk (I'm going to assume it's a he... and he didn't have a name nor did we want to conform to social norms to instate him with a name) and he just had one plea. He wished that none of you support the cruelty to animals of any kind and that although be believed in the princple of prevention that the the SPCA takes as its mission, what he went through was torturous and at the very least, the lady who stuffed him in the box could have washed her hands after she picked her nose. Oh yeah, he saw it.
He hopes that somebody out there reading this will take it upon themselves to further research what's really going on with the SPCA and to have some policy reform. Further, he insists that the name should be changed to SPCAA to stand for the Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to ALL types of Animals. See picture 8:
CSPCA stands for The Canadian Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Animals. The keywords to note here are PREVENTION, CRUELTY, and ANIMALS. No one really cares about the Canadian part. So, carrying on...
Today I didn't get a normal letter like I usually do stuffed with information about the organization and how far my dollar will stretch but then how much farther my $50 will stretch. No, today I got a box. See picture 1 and 2:
Seems harmless enough, right? It's probably just filled with useless crap, right? WRONG! I turned the box over and to a great alarm I saw this (pictures 3 to 5):
DUM DUM DUMMMMMM. Do you see something wrong with this picture? I sure as hell do. I have half of mind to write them a formal letter of complaint. Okay, okay, if you don't get it, I'll explain. THERE'S A FREAKIN BEAR STUFFED IN MY BOX!! I mean, clearly something went terribly wrong when the Society for the PREVENTION of CRUELTY to ANIMALS stuffs a BEAR in my box!!! I don't care if it's not a real bear, the symbolism bears all meaning (ahaha, get it?) What are we teaching the children by contradicting ourselves. Ask any child if their childhood stuffed animal toy thing would like to be stuffed into a box and they'll say no... because even stuffed bears have feelings!
Not only that, but as if to appeal to the hip hop generation of children, the bear had a little bling bling going on (see picture 6):
The poor thing. Branded not only to the SPCA, but when you turn around its medallion, it's also branded to me, Parizad. (see picture 7):
I didn't ask for ownership of the poor bear. I'm sure it didn't ask for it either. Bears are meant to roam free in the wildnerness, not couped up in a freakin box. The badly abused bear and I had a talk (I'm going to assume it's a he... and he didn't have a name nor did we want to conform to social norms to instate him with a name) and he just had one plea. He wished that none of you support the cruelty to animals of any kind and that although be believed in the princple of prevention that the the SPCA takes as its mission, what he went through was torturous and at the very least, the lady who stuffed him in the box could have washed her hands after she picked her nose. Oh yeah, he saw it.
He hopes that somebody out there reading this will take it upon themselves to further research what's really going on with the SPCA and to have some policy reform. Further, he insists that the name should be changed to SPCAA to stand for the Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to ALL types of Animals. See picture 8: