I am pretty much obsessed with that monster Marie Magoon. I honestly just want her to die. Slow. Painful. I want to tear and rip and smash that bitch into about a million pieces. While she's awake, naturally. So we'd have to start with extremities and stuff… Oh, yeah. I've thought about it. A LOT. I am enraged that anyone could do what she - they - did to that baby girl. Precious little girl.
Then there is that fucking father. It is kind of weird how much less he's been in the news than the STEPmother. Which is something I'll address in a minute. But it's fascinating how we are so much harder on her (she is NOT that angel's mother, by the way) than we are on the dad. It's ridiculous, especially considering he's the one who ultimately killed the child. Piece of shit.
No, really. What kind of piece of shit punches his daughter as hard as he can???? I mean, that's just one small part of it all. But to see that video confession… enraging. And a father who allows - NO, participates in her endless abuse? That poor little angel. Fuck you, Spencer Jordan. There is no story, no excuse, no anything that makes this ok on any level at all. You suck at life. And I hear prison is going to be very, very hard for you. So, my advice? You should probably just kill yourself. But do it slowly. Maybe you could videotape it? That would be great. But really, no need for you to continue to live. You are garbage. Just save yourself the agony of prison and die. I look forward to the tax savings.
Actually, that goes for that bitch, too. You should kill yourself, too. Quickly. Because if I am this angry at you, I wonder what the mothers who are in jail are thinking?
Speaking of mothers, it would be super if the media - who are a bunch of idiots at the best of times - would quit calling her that baby's mother. She is not her mother. That child has a mother. A mother who is alive and missing her baby and can never, ever have her back. Screwing a baby's father does not make you a mother. Neither does slapping, punching, hitting, or burning a child. A piece of shit? Yes. A mother? No. There is way more to it than just kinda being around when a child needs a punch in the face.
Ugh. Fuck you both. You sicken me.
Thursday, April 30, 2015
Hey parents, try not to be a dick.
Yes, tagline totally stolen from some awesome blogger out there. But she doesn't own the term dick, so I'm stealing it. Mwahaha!
Anyway, have you ever noticed that some parents are just total dicks? I sure have. Probably because I keep putting myself in the line of fire. Why? I don't know. I enjoy kids. I guess that's my mistake. I often think it's a good idea to interact with kids… and I forget that some kids are being raised by assholes. And that when you interact with said kid, you're gonna meet an asshole.
I am just that stupid.
I suppose that means I need to quit the kid thing. I am 42 years old. Getting schooled by some snotty 26 year old bitch is just beyond me. Sorry your kid is acting like a brat. Sorry I told him it was time to go. It's my class, lady. I make the rules here. You don't want your kid to encounter rules? Then keep him at home and YOU fucking deal with him all day. Leave me out of your freakshow.
But since you did bring precious jonny here, please understand he's just one more precious child in a room full of precious children. And the rules are the same for each precious little one. Yes, they are precious.
You, however, are a complete bitch. And I'd like to punch you in the throat.
No, seriously. Parents, please take note. If you never want anyone to ever tell your child anything about rules or when it's time to do stuff, KEEP THEM HOME!!! It's not that we don't want to see the kids. We do. They can learn; they'd do fine if you'd let them. It's you we don't want to deal with. You are the one who ruins our day, who makes jobs with kids suck. Who sucks the life out of every good day ever had in child-care land. Ugh. You suck. Stay home!
Or fuck off. I'm cool, either way.
Anyway, have you ever noticed that some parents are just total dicks? I sure have. Probably because I keep putting myself in the line of fire. Why? I don't know. I enjoy kids. I guess that's my mistake. I often think it's a good idea to interact with kids… and I forget that some kids are being raised by assholes. And that when you interact with said kid, you're gonna meet an asshole.
I am just that stupid.
I suppose that means I need to quit the kid thing. I am 42 years old. Getting schooled by some snotty 26 year old bitch is just beyond me. Sorry your kid is acting like a brat. Sorry I told him it was time to go. It's my class, lady. I make the rules here. You don't want your kid to encounter rules? Then keep him at home and YOU fucking deal with him all day. Leave me out of your freakshow.
But since you did bring precious jonny here, please understand he's just one more precious child in a room full of precious children. And the rules are the same for each precious little one. Yes, they are precious.
You, however, are a complete bitch. And I'd like to punch you in the throat.
No, seriously. Parents, please take note. If you never want anyone to ever tell your child anything about rules or when it's time to do stuff, KEEP THEM HOME!!! It's not that we don't want to see the kids. We do. They can learn; they'd do fine if you'd let them. It's you we don't want to deal with. You are the one who ruins our day, who makes jobs with kids suck. Who sucks the life out of every good day ever had in child-care land. Ugh. You suck. Stay home!
Or fuck off. I'm cool, either way.
Friday, April 24, 2015
Bus stops and bitching
Here's a topic you'll hear about a lot… My views on parenting. What??? What??? Yeah. I know. I have a lot of opinions on it.
Here's what I want to know: Why are the parents of 10 year olds still hanging out at the bus stop?
No, no one is going to steal your kid. You have a much greater chance of killing that child while you blast down the road texting your BFF about margarita night. Honest. The whole child abduction thing... Yes, it sometimes happens. Sure. But not like we think it does. And I can pretty much guarantee, out of all the "attempted child luring" you hear about and the media freaks out about, most are made up. They almost always end up being a story fabricated by the kid. And while I'm not saying that means we shouldn't be diligent, I think our real diligence needs to be in educating our kids instead of helicoptering over them. Because interestingly, for all the "attempted lurings" we hear about, how many actual abductions are happening? Not many. The kids in the story always either walk or run away. That's it. Pretty easy. Or suspicious. Whichever.
Maybe what we could do is teach our children what to do if someone actually approaches them and tries to actually lure them or grab them or whatever. Like, hit the ground. Become a heavy weight. Kick. Scream. "YOU AREN'T MY DAD!!" That sort of shit. Maybe let's teach them to find an adult. How to choose a safe adult. Please don't tell them to find a cop. They are never going to find a cop, just walking along a residential street. Find a mom. Find a dad with kids. Find a group of parents. Find a safe adult, and know what that looks like. And if you don't think any adult is safe… well, you're screwed. Because hovering over them until they are 14, then suddenly releasing them into the wild, unsupervised and uneducated, is a recipe for disaster. Says me.
Here's what I want to know: Why are the parents of 10 year olds still hanging out at the bus stop?
No, no one is going to steal your kid. You have a much greater chance of killing that child while you blast down the road texting your BFF about margarita night. Honest. The whole child abduction thing... Yes, it sometimes happens. Sure. But not like we think it does. And I can pretty much guarantee, out of all the "attempted child luring" you hear about and the media freaks out about, most are made up. They almost always end up being a story fabricated by the kid. And while I'm not saying that means we shouldn't be diligent, I think our real diligence needs to be in educating our kids instead of helicoptering over them. Because interestingly, for all the "attempted lurings" we hear about, how many actual abductions are happening? Not many. The kids in the story always either walk or run away. That's it. Pretty easy. Or suspicious. Whichever.
Maybe what we could do is teach our children what to do if someone actually approaches them and tries to actually lure them or grab them or whatever. Like, hit the ground. Become a heavy weight. Kick. Scream. "YOU AREN'T MY DAD!!" That sort of shit. Maybe let's teach them to find an adult. How to choose a safe adult. Please don't tell them to find a cop. They are never going to find a cop, just walking along a residential street. Find a mom. Find a dad with kids. Find a group of parents. Find a safe adult, and know what that looks like. And if you don't think any adult is safe… well, you're screwed. Because hovering over them until they are 14, then suddenly releasing them into the wild, unsupervised and uneducated, is a recipe for disaster. Says me.
Gymnastics on redneck night
Sitting here, at gymnastics, learning a lot about people.
Most of it isn't great.
Here's a fun thing I overheard: "Ohh, you give her juice? Every since we found out our daughter had ADHD, we've been cutting back on juice. Now we send Diet Coke in her lunches and stuff instead."
Feel free to make that needle-scratch noise in your head. I did. I made a few other noises in my head, too. The daughter? Nine years old, maybe ten.
Holy cow. Yes, people are actually that stupid about nutrition. Diet Coke seems like a reasonable choice for your child???? I have a crazy idea… How 'bout water? Did water come up, um, ever? My kid has a refillable bottle that she keeps at school. It's steel, because I am still a helicopter mom, after all. No plastic for us. But yeah. Water. Works like a charm. So I send her lunch and she deals with hydration on her own.
OK, I'll admit that conversation wasn't as awesome as, "…at least Tim Bits have some fruit in them."
Yup. Overheard that at gymnastics, too. Boy, the Olympics in a few years are going to be mighty interesting. I think they may have to reinforce the uneven bars...
Most of it isn't great.
Here's a fun thing I overheard: "Ohh, you give her juice? Every since we found out our daughter had ADHD, we've been cutting back on juice. Now we send Diet Coke in her lunches and stuff instead."
Feel free to make that needle-scratch noise in your head. I did. I made a few other noises in my head, too. The daughter? Nine years old, maybe ten.
Holy cow. Yes, people are actually that stupid about nutrition. Diet Coke seems like a reasonable choice for your child???? I have a crazy idea… How 'bout water? Did water come up, um, ever? My kid has a refillable bottle that she keeps at school. It's steel, because I am still a helicopter mom, after all. No plastic for us. But yeah. Water. Works like a charm. So I send her lunch and she deals with hydration on her own.
OK, I'll admit that conversation wasn't as awesome as, "…at least Tim Bits have some fruit in them."
Yup. Overheard that at gymnastics, too. Boy, the Olympics in a few years are going to be mighty interesting. I think they may have to reinforce the uneven bars...
Baking hero cookies! Let me know if you need one.
You know what I'm tired of? Mommas who feel the need to tell complete strangers that they didn't take any drugs after their c-sections. Why do you think that is relevant? I don't know you. I could care less if you took advil or horse tranquilizers. Who are you??? Honestly, do you think I'm going to see you as some kind of hero? A superior wonder mom who makes me feel less than because you are just so… so… I don't know? Drug free?
Whatever. Given the choice, I'd take the drugs RIGHT NOW!!! But I'm not. I guess that makes me some kind of hero? No? Well, it should.
You know what I think? I think you are a smug bitch who is actually trying to make herself feel better by bleating about meaningless parenting crap because you secretly fear you are fucking up every other aspect of parenting. That's what I think. So, that backfired. I am now totally on to you.
We all fear that. So relax yourself and shut up about your drug free recovery. No one cares.
Next week, let's talk about the wonder of the drug-free birth… And how even you are totally fucking up your kids. Can't wait! See you then.
Whatever. Given the choice, I'd take the drugs RIGHT NOW!!! But I'm not. I guess that makes me some kind of hero? No? Well, it should.
You know what I think? I think you are a smug bitch who is actually trying to make herself feel better by bleating about meaningless parenting crap because you secretly fear you are fucking up every other aspect of parenting. That's what I think. So, that backfired. I am now totally on to you.
We all fear that. So relax yourself and shut up about your drug free recovery. No one cares.
Next week, let's talk about the wonder of the drug-free birth… And how even you are totally fucking up your kids. Can't wait! See you then.
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