Optycal's
Page of Rants.
Sometimes we just need to vent and rant. Sometimes we need to go off on a tirade about things that bother us. This is my place to rant and rave and go off on anyone and anything at all. Every so often I will add a new rant so check back now and then. If you'd like to add a rant send some email or visit the message board with the link at the bottom of the page. There is a special place on the board just for ranting and raving! The "Featured Rant" section is for my shorter rants that don't always need as much room. Enjoy your stay, and if you think I'm a bitch send some hatemail!
Sometimes we just need to vent and rant. Sometimes we need to go off on a tirade about things that bother us. This is my place to rant and rave and go off on anyone and anything at all. Every so often I will add a new rant so check back now and then. If you'd like to add a rant send some email or visit the message board with the link at the bottom of the page. There is a special place on the board just for ranting and raving! The "Featured Rant" section is for my shorter rants that don't always need as much room. Enjoy your stay, and if you think I'm a bitch send some hatemail!
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Featured Rant
I was watching TV while I ate a little snack this
morning and one of those commercials about the unfortunate starving
children
in third world countries came on. I watched it and because
I’m
heartless and
cruel, I kept enjoying my yogurt and drinking my coffee while I
listened to
what the spokesperson had to say. She mentions how sad it is to see these kids starving to death; ok I can agree with that. She mentions how it would be great if these people could help themselves; hell yes it’d be wonderful if they could do something for themselves. Then she hit a nerve with me and said “Don’t sit there feeling pity and guilt, help these children today!” Um can you say “Fuck no”? While I may think it’s sad that these kids are all going to die from hideous diseases and malnutrition, I sure as hell don’t feel “Pity and Guilt” for their situation. I make them have 100 kids in a country where there are no jobs. I didn’t make them live in a country where they don’t even have enough food to feed themselves. I certainly didn’t tell them to fuck like bunnies and have a billion kids they can’t even support. STOP BREEDING and there won’t be any kids to starve to death! Is it really that hard to do? Abstain from sex; screw your sheep if you have to but quit squeezing out kids! Besides we have too many kids and homeless people in our own backyards to be worried about some dirty nasty third world country. Why should I feel pity and guilt for the situation in a country I have nothing to do with? Chances are good I couldn’t even point to the god-forsaken hole in the ground on a map. Why should it be my responsibility to feed, clothe and educate their children when I have my own kids to raise? Sure, it’s sad these kids are all going to kick the bucket, and it’s too bad they weren’t born in America like I was. It was luck of the draw I guess. Even if it’s the saddest case in the world it’s still NOT my responsibility to raise their kids, support them feed them and give them an education. The parents chose to have them; it’s their responsibility to do whatever it takes to raise them. I don’t care if they have to go scoop buffalo shit down at the water hole to make a penny a week, it’s still not my job to support them and their kids. I hate those commercials, and if they were meant to make me feel so bad for the kids that are starving that I’d send all this money each month, they can forget about it. I have bills to pay, kids of my own to feed and clothe and educate…. not to mention the computer equipment I want to buy and the new games I’d like to play and the new TV I’d like to get…. Optycal Illusion |
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