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Should Have Seen This Coming

I may have mentioned on a few occasion the pitbull puppy belonging to a neighbor. To fill you in, Diyogi (get it? D-O-G) was frequently left chained up on a short line OUTSIDE of the yard (as in, right in front of my car. Evidently she thinks the dog’s poop, which she never picks up, should be everyone else’s problem) left completely unsupervised (HELLO! DOGS AREN’T DECORATIONS! THEY HAVE TO BE SOCIALIZED AND TRAINED!) for hours on end without food, water, or toys.

Am I really surprised that she treats her dog in such a way, considering how she treats her kids? I believe that she has at least two young children, but it’s hard to tell who is the parent of the many, many children running around, screaming, and throwing trash onto my patio, out in the big section of communal green-space between the town-home buildings because no one here ever seems to actually watch their kids. This woman may have kids, but she’s no parent. If I were to put a name to her, I would go with what the childfree community uses for people who do not deserve the title of parent – breeder (not to be confused with someone whose occupation is animal husbandry.)

BTW. Our building has a rule, no dogs under 2 years of age are allowed, and there’s a fee for having dogs. Breeder lady obviously isn’t reporting that she has a dog and so isn’t paying for it. And another thing, she’s always taking my parking spot. She has two, why the hell does she need to have her guests always use mine, which I PAY FOR! What, are her guests too good for visitor parking so I, someone who actually lives there, have to find a free visitor parking spot all the way on the other side of the complex?

Anyway, the other day, the inevitable happened. As this complex is breeder central, always full of unsupervised small children, the dog bit a little girl. Likely, the untrained and under-stimulated pup just wanted to play. I heard the girl scream outside, but the brats are always screaming out there anyway so I didn’t think anything of it.

My boyfriend said he saw a man running towards a group of kids while waving a stick to get the dog. (I’m surprised anyone was watching the kids at all!) BF didn’t know what was going on though, so he grabbed his pistol and ran outside, then getting the full story which he relayed to me.

It seems somebody called 911 as some completely unnecessary emergency vehicles showed up. (A fire truck, really?) So now the pup has been taken away and is likely to be put down (if that hasn’t happened already.) I feel so sorry for that poor puppy. I really wish that I’d reported her neglect when I had the chance. Not only is this pup now being punished for having the bad luck of having such an inept owner, but now this incident will be a statistic, possibly one that could cause it to be more difficult for competent people to have pits due to government imposed restrictions.

I don’t blame the dog, I blame the shitty owner. There should be a license requirement to get a dog, and one to have kids too.

Baby-Stalking Defined

A little fun with Dan’s Awesome Rage Maker.

Baby Stalking – This is when some parent comes up to you and is blatantly trying to get you to comment on their child. Often this is accompanied by a loud and/or sing-songy voice that is obviously for your benefit and not the child’s. It’s also usually accompanied by many looks at you with a big smile on their face. They are fishing for compliments. Don’t give in.

-Happily Childfree

True story.

Troll-Mail

Now, I’ve gotten a lot of hate mail from various places. Most of it has been on my YouTube channel, back when I was more actively posting, and some has been on my pro-choice blog. I guess that is to be expected. I can’t say that I really mind. I don’t care much what other people, especially anti-choice misogynists (same thing, really) think of me. Besides, it makes for some amusing blog fodder.

Feeling much the same way as a dog-owner does when she discovers a “present” in her living room with her foot, I found this pile of dog shit on the About section of this blog. It’s from yet another anti, of course. This is one that’s been pestering me for some time on Twitter, apparently believing that his mindless rants about imaginary babies and equally imaginary gods are totally unique (and not the same crap I’ve seen a million times) and will convince me that women are, as he believes, nothing more than breeding machines rather than full human beings whose lives matter.

Thank You for not having children…

It’s so amazing how I can be thanked for not having something I’ve never wanted to begin with. What’s even more amazing is that this anti apparently doesn’t see the irony of him saying this, seeing as he’s a member of the group of  people who deceptively call themselves “prolife” (or, as I like to call them, misogynist scum) and makes it his business to force people to have babies against their will.

If that is your attitude towards them, then you are helping the world by not reproducing! (NOT ment in a hateful manner)

If what is my attitude towards children? I’ll point out now that this comment doesn’t seem to be a clear response to anything. It’s just a comment on my About page, where my only mentions of children have been stating that I don’t have or want them. I don’t see how stating that I don’t have and will never have children is expressing an attitude towards children. I was stating a fact about myself, not an opinion about others. If this is meant to be a response to something I’ve said elsewhere, it’s not clear what.

He is right about one thing. I am helping the world by not reproducing. Everyone who knows better than to reproduce and doesn’t do so is helping the world. If only fewer people would reproduce, this world would be a much better place. I wonder how this anti reconciles this fact with his obsessive need to control women by forcing us to carry unwanted pregnancies?

Because the God that you deny exists still loves you very much…Really!

I stress that I haven’t cut anything out of this antis comment. The statement about me helping the world by not breeding is immediately followed by the above line. I am helping the world by not reproducing because god loves me. Never-mind that god isn’t even real, how the fuck does that sentence even make any sense?! Besides that, the grammar-Nazi in me wants to scream that this isn’t even a complete sentence. Because the god that I deny exists and loves me very much… what?

Oh, and which god that I deny are you talking about, delusional misogynist? I don’t just deny your god, but every god. I deny each of them for the exact same reasons. Take your imaginary friend and shove it.

Have a blessed life!

If bigots like you would stay out of it, I would!

P.S. Who created the outdoors that you love so much? Yes, it was God, Because He Loves You!!!

No one. The outdoors aren’t created. The planet and the life that later appeared on it are results of natural processes, which involve no “who,” especially not your imaginary who.  I won’t degrade the majesty of nature by wrongfully crediting its existence to your imaginary friend, rather than standing in awe of the natural geological and biological processes spanning billions of years coming together to form the breathtaking environments I so adore. As Douglas Adams once said, “Isn’t it enough to see that a garden is beautiful without having to believe that there are fairies at the bottom of it too?”

Anti-Childfree Clichés

In a five-part series of posts on my other blog, I wrote at length about my experience with a woman on a favorite site of mine, My OB Said What?!? In the comments section of one post there, I made the off-hand comment that stupid/abusive doctors are one of the many reasons I’ll never have kids. This decision of mine was immediately attacked by a self-described “pro-natalist,” despite the fact that I made it clear that I was only speaking for myself. The exchange between this person and myself  makes up the first four parts of the series.

The final part, I’m happy to say, is much more positive. It’s not that I need to be validated, or given permission, but the support and understanding offered by another commenter on that site who’d seen the whole thing was refreshing.

Rather than repost the whole series, I’ll just link to them.

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