Insensitivity Sprung Spontaneously.

Today I offended my new Mexican friend.

Now I feel like a jerk.

She posted a quote off some bullshit PETA source (FUCK PETA THOSE MOTHERFUCKING BRAINWASHING MOTHER FUCKERS) that basically bagged on Costco for "Selling 15 of the 22 endangered fish." Loling in my Republican and thus crimson heart, I commented: "Mmmmm I love the taste of endangered fish. "

Yep. Then I forgot how seriously some people take me.

So she got upset enough to remove the whole post, and text me calling me mean for bagging on her Environmental obsession.

(-_-')

It's a bummer how people can get so hyped up about such frivolous things such as endangered damn species. Yes, let's save 2 spotted owls in South America--never mind that we'll put hundreds of thousands of people out of work (I.E the lumber company, processor, and the list goes on). Let's save THOSE SPOTTED OWLS.

"It's not humane."

Key: Humane. Humane is a human concept. Do you think there is such thing as "humane" in the animal kingdom? Where predators literally rip each other to shreds? Meh.

I could literally write for hours about how this shit bothers the hell out of me. But I already have. Everyday of sophomore year I came home to Youtube to comment on Youtube videos of "SAVE THE ANIMALS IN AFRICA" (How about save the fucking starving children!?) or "BAN EXPERIMENTS ON MICE" (Yes, let's just stop research for medical advancement). Everyday I would rush my little face to my computer screen--opening my inbox chock-full of hating vegans, animal activists, and other wackos. "You're a heartless bastard" they would say, "I hope you go to hell." HAH. HOH. HAH! I loved refuting them. It was my entertainment of my little 10th grade year.

I researched my cause. I researched their cause. I learned a lot.

Then God gave me a present.

At the end of the year, my English class held "presentations" that were basically debates on different controversial issues. Recently, I had grown a rivalry to this vegetarian girl in class, otherwise known as Katherine. She was a PETA follower.

And what do you know? I get paired up against her to debate Animal Experimentation.

It was the highlight of the damn year.

Needless to say, I ripped her up so thoroughly I felt like Judge Judy on steroids. Blatantly, I pointed out so many damn flaws in the mindset of hers that she began to stumble and stutter--unknowing how to proceed. I had never felt so empowered and confident. I knew my shit, I knew her shit. I knew THE shit. And it was miraculous how turn of events gave me a shot to show it.

So many kids are drawn to PETA, as PETA uses celebrities and band members (such from that of I.E: NeverShoutNever and Silverstein just to name a few). Asking them questions about "How do you feel about animals being abused?" Well no shit--I don't think a normal person LIKES animal abuse. They're only using them to push their stupid agenda on "Animal Liberation."

"I think you've gone too far Kid Will. Please Stop."

I've gone too damn far? The PETA agenda is literally pushing Animal RIGHTS. Do you know what rights means? They have a set of rules that are to serve as guidelines for each of them. With rights comes responsibilities--and thus consequences. They're ANIMALS dammit. Literally, if you look into what PETA is pushing--they are AGAINST PETS.

"Lol whut? Nah!"

That's right. You know that pet you love so much? It's a slave. It needs to be liberated. It needs to have rights. PETA shits on people like you.

They are against you eating anything that once lived.

(Never mind the fact that we wouldn't BE HERE if we didn't!)

"Okay I get it. Hate PETA. Is that right?"

Well... yes! Actually. Hate PETA. But I suppose this entire blog initially was not intended to shove my beliefs down your throat. I really was just going to say that I learned a valuable lesson today and that was: to think twice before speaking on a controversial issue, especially if it might be offensive and to also consider whether or not it is worth an argument or disagreement if it's with friend.

"Yea it did seem pretty blunt. Good going."

Yea it's one of those moments in life where you think back and say "Damn, why did I say that?" and realized that you were just in that mindset where you didn't consider shit.

Oh well. Now I feel better.

...a little.