IS IT BECAUSE:
. YOU WANT TO TEACH CHILDREN CREATIONISM IN PUBLIC SCHOOLS?
. YOU'RE AGAINST AN INDIVIDUAL WOMAN'S RIGHT TO CHOOSE?
. YOU WANT THE RICH TO GET RICHER?
. YOU REALLY LIKE WHAT THE REPUBLICANS HAVE BEEN DOING TO THIS COUNTRY FOR THE LAST 8 YEARS?
. YOU'RE OK WITH TAX BREAKS FOR CORPORATIONS THAT MOVE JOBS OVERSEAS?
. YOU THINK THAT THE FACT THAT MCCAIN'S IRISH MAKES HIM ANYTHING LIKE JOHN F. KENNEDY?
. YOU BELIEVE THAT FAGS SHOULD BURN IN HELL?
. YOU WANT SCHOOLS TO BE PRIVATIZED LIKE OUR WONDERFULLY EFFICIENT AND COMPASSIONATE HEALTHCARE SYSTEM?
. YOU THINK THAT RAGING CUNT OF A V.P. IS PRETTY?
(if so, by all means, vote for McCain)
Thursday, September 11, 2008
WHY WON'T YOU VOTE FOR OBAMA??
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Tuesday, September 9, 2008
buck
i am one of those people that post cat videos on youtube
to fully appreciate this fine example of pussy voyeurism, you must must turn up the volume
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Thursday, September 4, 2008
That Palin Woman
I don't see why the media keeps mentioning how Sarah Palin's speech during the RNC drew almost as many viewers as Obama's acceptance speech. Sure, it's impressive - but not because she's risen to Obama's star-like status. I mean, if they're going to cite statistics, put them in context. Wasn't everyone tuning in because 1) There was nothing else to watch on tv because every fucking channel was hijacked by the RNC and 2) People were like, "Who the fuck is this bitch?"
I also don't get why Americans feel the need to vote for leaders they feel like they can have a beer at the bar with. George Bush. John McCain. Or, in Sarah Palin's case, protest in front of/go to Planned Parenthood with? Don't we need people with a little class? Charisma? Magical Powers? Whatever happened to civilization's need for a leader they could worship? ![]()


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Monday, September 1, 2008
Buck
Meet Buck!
Isn't she a doll? Yes, she always looks nervous like that, even when she's playing! But it's only because of the way the yellow hair above her eyes are angled.
I adopted Buck from the Animal Care and Control of New York City - aka, The Pound. Actually, the experience was a lot less ominous in reality. Each step of the process was handled by someone who was so friendly and down to earth. They seemed genuinely interested in placing the animals in homes - from the woman taking the applications in the waiting room, to the woman volunteering in the kitten room, to the guy handling the paperwork at the end. A couple times we were even asked if anyone was helping us (someone was). We spent a total of two hours there (one and a half was spent ogling and playing with kittens).
In contrast, my experience with the Humane Society of New York was difficult. I had written them 3 days ago an email asking them how long an adoption typically took. I didn't get a response (and still haven't yet), so I went in with Jake to see about adopting a kitten. I was eager and had filled out an application before arriving and thought the whole thing would take about an hour. When we got there, we had to practically flag someone down for help. We finally got a lady to help us, and she asked us a few additional questions (during which I felt totally judged), jotted some notes on our application, and told us that we would hear from them once they found a "match." A match? WTF? I told her that I had seen a particular kitten on their website I wanted to adopt. She said that the kitten was still there, but that it probably wasn't a good match for us. I felt like we were being dismissed. Didn't they realize that we were going out of our way to go there, that we were the ones who came to them? That we actually were serious about wanting a kitten? That was it. Ten minutes of waiting and a five minute chat. Not even a chance to see the kittens. I get the feeling that they view their adoptions as privileges. The Humane Society's big thing is that they are a no-kill shelter (unlike the city-run shelter where I got Buck). Okay, that's nice and all, but I really question how much good they're actually doing. If you've got two cages, two cats, and no placements, then you've saved two lives and that's all. Don't people who go there actually realize they can save an animal at a city shelter with only about 30 minutes of paperwork and a flat $25? I didn't - until I got the cold shoulder from the Humane Society. Come to think of it, nowhere on the Humane Society's website did they indicate how much an adoption was. All they say is that there is an adoption fee and that it's non-refundable because it's a donation. From what I saw, it seemed like the people there were more interested in putting their animals in some misguided notion of the "perfect home" and soliciting donations. Uh, sorry Humane Society, but I'm not some dumb rich bitch on Park Avenue who's going to cut you a couple checks to feel deserving of a poor little stray you found.
During the 2 hours that I spent at the New York Animal Care and Control, I saw at least 6 cats being placed in homes and a bunch of really happy foster families. I still haven't heard anything from The Humane Society....
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