Moseying around on BearingArms.com this sunny a.m., trying to educate myself on the pros and cons of “Constitutional Carry,” and bless my eyes if I didn’t see this inspiring bit of poetry:
Dear ol’ Mr. Hurt is a neighbor of mine, apparently.
I know I shouldn’t care, but this sort of thing really dampens my soul. It does. I’m just sorry. Here it is, 2015, and I still have to endure horse manure like this in public forums. It’s not like being called fat or ugly or even stupid. This stuff seeps down into the bone marrow. Into the DNA. “Brush it off, Tiff; they’re idiots.” Easier said than done.
Much easier said than done.
Much.
I wasn’t going to respond to this until I could think of something other than sputtering, incoherent rage. Racism infuriates me.
I am European-American. I was born in North America and I am, among other things, Ameri-can. I’m proud to be a “can” along with all the others all around me, my neighbors and friends, “cans” of all types. We live together and laugh together over drinks sipped from aluminum “cans.” Je suis “can.”
Everyone who agrees with you will not agree for the right reasons. Sigh. That is a fact of life.
True.
Look at the bright side Counselor – he did not say anything bad about Attorneys! In all ways which matter you can feel superior to this yoyo – you are smarter, you are the better shooter, you are more sophisticated, and your dogs are undoubtedly nicer than his! There are a lot of losers from all races and ethnicities.
Thanks, SED 🙂
Seems like the B in his name stands for Butt because he is a butthurt old man by the looks of it
I say we find him and kneecap him…and then leave a hate-note signed “Shannon Watts”.
🙂
Once in a while, I think we’re past things like that. Then someone like your” neighbor” (using the term very loosely) says something like that and it deflates me. I can’t imagine how hard it is for you. I sometimes think they’re a different species than the rest of society.
I wish they were. 🙁