Tuesday, October 21, 2014

Whipped Cream To Go

Stuff Helly Didn't Know
You're Welcome Helly

We Are Become Butt Plug Nation

When Progressives are in charge                            

Pity Party Nation: Who Cares If You're Offended?
Ruled by the tyranny of a smug but ill-educated, even stupid, minority. 
If they're pitiful whiners, we're a pack of cowering pussies.

.... When those people are living hand to mouth, they’re too busy scrambling to pay their bills to worry about trivia. But, when they have a roof over their heads, money in their pockets, and free time, they spend their days doing what critics do.

This is not new. Even Machiavelli had people like this in his time,

“And many writers have imagined for themselves republics and principalities that have never been seen or known to exist in reality; for there is such a gap between how one lives and how one ought to live that anyone who abandons what is done for what ought to be done learns his ruin rather than his preservation…..”

There are people offended by American flags, by non-offensive words like “niggardly” that sound similar to offensive words, by Christian business owners who don’t want to bake cakes for gay weddings, by children’s songs that mention pigs and there’s even a family that’s terribly upset about Ben & Jerry’s “Hazed and Confused” ice cream because….well, can you even guess? It’s because their son died in 2008 in a hazing incident and so they’ve decided they don’t like the word “hazed.”
The difference between today and the start of the 16th century is that our prosperity has allowed a few puddles full of whiners to grow into an ocean and worse yet, we REWARD them for bellyaching.

In the era of the Internet and reality TV, everyone seems to be chasing Andy Warhol’s “fabled 15 minutes of fame” and one of the easiest ways to get them, especially if you don’t have any talent or don’t want to work for them, is to throw a big public pity party for yourself.

There are people like Cindy Sheehan, Sandra Fluke and to a lesser degree, even Hillary Clinton who managed to turn being professional victims into careers.

[more Pity Party Nation: Who Cares If You're Offended?]

That 80 foot air-filled sculpture in Paris is called "Tree."  Had it been properly named "butt-plug, or "peg boy," it likely (this is Paris, so who knows) would never have been allowed.  Apropos for our purposes here, wot?