need I say more?
You are so scared to be a parent and fuck things up, you are fucking them up 10X to the trillionth whatever the fuck!
By the time this sad little parenting saga is over, we will be dealing with the aftermath of kids who never really wanted a sex change.
They were just pressured into it by peer pressure, principals, and teachers who wanted to pat themselves on the back for not being homophobes or racists and pushed the agenda too fucking FAR!!!!!!!!!!
I just came back from the convenience store, and some counter chick was wearing an Astros hat.
My bad, not sure what ball the Astros played with. it is Texas, who cares other than Texans!
Told her the last time I paid any attention to pro-sports was before the Redskins getting flagged for their name.
Before the kneeling hit, which is cool. Who cares? Do your thing. If it helps someone, go for it.
The Indian Braves, which quite frankly I get. What Indian has a honker the size of a Jewish dude?
But than this bitch started talking shit about my Skins. Saying, they should have known it was coming. What was coming?
The hashtag movements of me too and cancel culture?
OK, so the Redskins are now the Washington Football team. How did that fix the world? How did that stop racism?
How does that make anyone really feel better?
Woo Hoo cancel club, you changed a name like your fucking pronouns. Makes me laugh, you kids really do not have anything worth fighting about so you are making up shit that really does not fucking matter in the grand scheme of things!
The 5-time NFL champions Washington Redskins hold a rich history. You can't talk about the National Football League without naming the capital's team plenty of times.
Native American communities have been fighting for this name change for three decades now. Ironically, the team's logo was designed by Walter “Blackie” Wetzel, the chairman of Blackfeet Nation and president of the National Congress of American Indians.
According to census records and to his birth certificate,[1] he was born William Henry Dietz, or "Willie," on August 17, 1884, in Rice Lake, Wisconsin, at 16 West Humbird Street. His father William Wallace Dietz, settled in the area in 1871 and was elected county sheriff in 1877. His father married Leanna Ginder in November 1879.
"Willie" attended Oklahoma's Chilocco Indian Agricultural School, where he may have feigned some kind of Indian identity for the first time according to researcher Linda Waggoner. She wrote, "Naturally, visitors to the St. Louis World's Fair exhibit, including Dietz's future wife, Winnebago artist Angel De Cora (1871–1919), thought Dietz was a Chilocco student."[2] Waggoner traced Dietz' heritage in several articles in Indian Country Today Media Network and at a 2013 symposium at the National Museum of the American Indian.
Dietz's heritage was first contested in 1916 after former neighbors who settled on the Pacific Coast heard he was posing as a Native American. In December 1918 the Federal Bureau of Investigation looked into his heritage after he registered for the draft as a "Non-Citizen Indian" with an allotment. The Bureau found he had taken on the identity of James One Star, an Oglala man of the Pine Ridge Indian Reservation 12 years his senior who had disappeared in Cuba in 1894. Dietz also claimed he was the head of an American film company that produced propaganda films for the war.
Dietz was tried in Spokane, Washington in June 1919 for the first offense. One Star's sister, Sallie Eaglehorse, testified after seeing him for the first time at the trial that Dietz was definitely not her brother.[2] Still, the judge instructed the jury to determine whether Dietz "believed" he was a Native American, not whether it was true. Despite that others had witnessed his birth in the summer of 1884 or had seen him the following day, Dietz's mother Leanna claimed he was the Native American son of her husband who had been switched a week or more after she had a stillbirth. Dietz's acting ability along with his mother's fallacious testimony (to protect him from prison) resulted in a hung jury, but Dietz was immediately re-indicted. The second trial resulted in a sentence of 30 days in the Spokane County Jail after he pleaded "no contest".[2]
Dietz's true heritage remains controversial. Although he is recognized as an "Indian athlete" by Dan Snyder, owner of the Washington Football Team (formerly known as the Washington Redskins), Indian Country Today Media Network ran a series of articles in 2004 exposing Dietz as a white man masquerading as a Native American.[3] In 1988, the National Congress of American Indians attempted to meet and discuss the issue with the team's former owner, Jack Kent Cooke, but Cooke refused a meeting.
The new free Indian nation...what should they be proud of? Gambling, not educating their people, drugs, alcohol, no hope?
Bravo real Redskins!
Only thing non-native people did was love a football team without thought to your heritage. Sorry, hopefully this debacle is behind us and you can figure out how not to destroy your own culture because you are running out of people to blame now!
I spent my new year popping a bottle of bubbly, spent more than it was worth, and drank it alone watching old Dick Clark Rockin Eve on YouTube, and watched the fireworks outside my window.
I remember only 5 new years.
Taking a private plane ( owned by some football player who did not join) to Dallas for an un-epic evening at a steak house that I would have only gone to for lunch and the men ordering the worst fucking wine on the menu.
Y2K, spent that night at a hospital with a dickhead boyfriend ( CEO of said hospital ) and thought kitty litter would be a good idea in case the toilets stopped working because plumbing works off of computers???
The death of my Grandmother, the mean one but had to stand by her side on NYE until she finally gasped her last breath.
The other 2...
Clubbing with my sister and my purse and wallet were stolen.
And the last one, my favorite one.....the last night in my house. The pink house. Laid in my bed, listened to parties up and down the street, knew my son was OK at his grandparents, and turned on the gas.
That was my best new year's eve, until I got jerked out of my bed with a fireman telling me I had a gas leak. No shit sherlock. Mind you own fucking business!
And life has been like that ever since.
My message to Snowflakes, Wokes, and the LGBQT drama queens that think society is not doing enough to help you feel what you need to feel...join the fucking club!
Only, for me no one gives a shit but you queer fucks....Hollywood is bending over backwards to make sure every story line has your non-binary, need to be a pronoun bullshit.
You are making a mockery of all the people who stood before you who fought hard for gay rights.
Hey parents and schools!
Stop giving every kid a voice and a trophy. They are not using either well!
the Blonde
Trailer trash and wildlife abusers!
Mirage and Caesar, born in December 2020, were the last in a long line of tigers to start life at Greater Wynnewood Exotic Animal Park—and among the first to escape the Oklahoma petting zoo’s cycle of breeding and alleged mistreatment. The zoo has been closed to visitors since October 2020, and today, a court decision permanently bans the zoo’s owners, Jeff and Lauren Lowe, from exhibiting animals to the public in a facility or online.
Among the alleged violations prosecutors cited was a lion cub named Nala, found by government inspectors lying unresponsive in the mud in June 2020. They also documented two arthritic wolves caged on a concrete floor, a grizzly bear whose bones showed beneath her skin, a fisher cat with a lame leg, and the bodies of two tigers buried under burned rubble. The corpses were attracting biting flies that inflicted bloody wounds on the ears of nearby tigers, bears, and wolves.
In June 2020, a federal judge ordered the Lowes to relinquish the property to Big Cat Rescue sanctuary owner Carole Baskin to settle a longstanding legal dispute.
After Lowe’s license to exhibit animals was suspended in October 2020, he forfeited it permanently. But he continued to sell “shout-out” videos featuring his animals on Cameo, National Geographic reported. At the time, no laws existed pertaining to exhibiting animals online.
Between January and August of this year, the justice department confiscated 146 animals from the Lowes—the agency’s largest confiscation of zoo animals to date. Various sanctuaries have taken them in.
there is a shit load more people who want to dick punch him and bitch slap the shit out of his cult followers.
Elon Musk speculates SpaceX will be able to send the first crewed mission to the Mars in 2026, and recently he asked his followers on Twitter if they think there would be humans there in 2032.
Scientists have determined that the launch of the company’s Falcon 9 rocket on Aug. 24 punched a temporary hole into a layer of the Earth’s atmosphere nearly 560 miles wide. While temporary, it is a good indicator where we are headed with this to soon without respect attitude.
Ozone hole 2.0
The aluminum from re-entering satellites also has a potential to damage the ozone layer, a problem well known to humanity, which has been successfully solved by widespread bans on the use of chlorofluorocarbons, chemicals used in the past in aerosol sprays and refrigerators.
Yet, these dickwad super-fans of megalomaniacs are all gung-ho with Elon and Jeff fucking around with devastating effects to this planet.
Hence the megalomania shit!
"There is this perception that there is no way that we can dump enough plastic into the ocean to make a difference. There is no way we can dump enough carbon into the atmosphere to make a difference. But here we are. We have a plastic pollution problem with the ocean, we have climate change ongoing as a result of our actions and our changing of the composition of the atmosphere and we are poised to make the same type of mistake by our use of space."
This is under the entertainment section of the New York Times, and appropriately so.
If you do not see how ridiculous this is, you need to ride the short bus back home, crawl up in your Mother's vagina, and be aborted.
A beta tester has claimed she was virtually “groped” in the metaverse VR platform Horizon Worlds from Meta, the company formerly known as Facebook.
Meta revealed the incident on Dec. 1, saying it occurred on Nov. 26. The woman had reported the assault on the Horizon Worlds beta testing Facebook group.
“Sexual harassment is no joke on the regular internet, but being in VR adds another layer that makes the event more intense,” she wrote, according to the Verge. “Not only was I groped last night, but there were other people there who supported this behavior, which made me feel isolated in the Plaza,” the virtual environment’s central gathering space.
In its statement about the incident, Meta pointed to its “Safe Zone” feature, which allows users to place a block against interaction with other users. However, the company admitted that it needs to work on making the feature “trivially easy and findable,” said Vivek Sharma, the vice president of Horizon, in a statement to the Verge.
HEY, IDIOT VICTIM!!! IT IS VIRTUAL - FUCKING UNPLUG!
And seriously, where is the META in Facebook other than the logo and rebranding.
they still would not reach celebrity status in this epoch riddled "eight second attention span human mass".
One minute we have a whistleblower on Facebook, next minute we have Metaverse, and the world resets.
Virtual reality is something tech has tried to bring about for 40 fucking years. Do a web archive... search VRML
For fuck sakes... learn something outside the scope of your daily news feed - you stupid cattle.
The one things these brilliant fucks can't do... is figure out how a person can walk in virtual reality while staying stationary in the real world.
Until then, all you have is some nice fucking 3D graphics you can play with when spinning in your desk chair.
I digress, back to the subject:
Emily and her stint on Apple+ under the imagination of Alena Smith.
Wiz Khalifa plays death...if we are #tagging BlackLivesMatter in an effort to fight stereotypes, this might be a good time for the cupcake cancel culture to review this fucked up situation.
Next we have the fact that all these fucking poems being read were not written by Emily! Her incoherent, make-no-sense scribble on paper and napkins was rewritten postmortem - by her sister and the professor who told Emily her work stunk.
In today's world, Emily could have been on an international stage rotation with Marshmello and Avicci.
They were all spin masters focused on a beat that would race the heart and make a person feel.
