That and while cats MAY carry disease, they also serve a purpose in catching rodents, which also carry disease.
But enough of this hijack. Someone mentioned upthread about catsix declaring how, if she had lived 100 years ago, she still would have been able to get exactly where she is today, based entirely on her own merits, despite the climate of the times. I wonder, would she also have been able to get Congress to allow her to vote all by her own little lonesome?
(BTW, I think that was the same thread where I pointed out the contributions the Suffragists made and she gave me some bullshit about how it was the MEN in Congress who gave women the right to vote, not the activists.)
What??? I’d hate to have to comb through all of this thread to find it-- do you know where it is?
I have to shake my head in wonderment if she really said that. Apparently, she doesn’t undertstand the process of socialization. (I.E if you’re raised to believe something and everyone around you believes it, chances are, you won’t stray far from that belief.) Most likey, her husband or father would have beat her for spouting off some of the posts she’s made here.
Its’ not in this thread. Its’ from a thread from awhile back, maybe even a couple years. I vaguely remember those statements for the WTFitude, but not enough to recall what the topic was.
Speaking of vague “what the fuck” memories, is catsix the one who claimed to leave about 5 feet between her and the car in front of her at stoplights so she could maneuver away from attackers if need be? That thread was definitely years back.
In response to someone mentioning the very frightening and extreme abuse women face in the developing world:
(I’m sorry, anyone who honestly equates male circumcision, as it’s practiced in US medical facilities to FMG in the third world has got to be pretty off the beam.)
Or this one, where she pulls arguments out of her ass that no one was proposing?
Oh, here’s the comment about how it was men who gave women the right to vote:
I wasn’t aware that Susan B. Antony or Alice Paul had penises, did you? Ditto Jane Roe and Margaret Sanger. Who knew?
Apparently, any gain for women happened in a vaccum-there were no activists working for this-no, those nice men in the Congress just up and decided to allow women to vote based on their own iniative.
By her logic, civil rights in this country owe nothing to Rosa Parks, or Martin Luther King, because it was those nice white legislatures who gave them their rights.
God, did a group of feminists kick her puppy to death when she was a child? Jesus. No sense of proportion, everything in her world is strictly black or white. No shades of grey. No details.
And for someone who claims to hate the culture of victimhood, she sure is quick to paint herself as one of them-how hard she has it, how harassed she is by feminists and what not. And now she complains about men opening doors for women, sounding exactly like the super extreme feminists she paints the entire movement to be?
Jesus.
And yes, I am aware that my life isn’t exactly what I wish it to be, to put it mildly. Despite all that, I happen to think I at least have a better outlook, rather than constantly going around looking for something to be offended at. At least I’m not the one likely to have a heart attack before I’m fifty.
Aw go on little Guinnie. Keep dredging up shit to rail at me for. Your obsession is cute, especially since you lack the sack to actually live any kind of life at all. No job, no friends, nothing but your mummy and daddy taking care of you until they die.
Then what? Who’s going to take care of you then?
Your life isn’t ‘exactly what [you] wish it to be’? Well that’s a mild way of saying that you don’t have a life outside web forums and the occasional family related event. What outlook do you have? The one out the attic window? Honey, you’re not going to have a heart attack before you’re fifty, but I doubt you’ll have sex by the time you’re fifty either.
You sit there in your parents’ house, afraid to go outside, incapable of holding down even a cashier job at K-Mart, and you really think you have room to tell me how fucked up my life is? Come back when you have one.
See what I mean, folks? She goes for my personal issues instead of any of the arguments I’ve brought up about her behavior HERE.
You really are a miserable little person, aren’t you? Does it make you feel good to point out my problems? Huh? Does it?
Yeah, maybe I’m a virgin without a job-but I can always go out and get laid and get hired. You, on the other hand, will always be a bullying, miserable, cunt.
OH fuck off, Meg. As you’ve so eloquently stated to people in the past, you don’t know jackshit about my life, as it is. Not that I give a shit what the likes of you think of me anyways.
It’s very difficult for me to do this (hell, I was here for almost seven years before I pitted a Doper), but I have to get this off my chest.
catsix, you are a nasty, reprensible person. You’re not even witty about it which would give it at least a modicrum of entertainment value.
I feel somewhat sorry for you, because you must be a very unhappy person to be steeped in such bitterness and venom. However, my pity isn’t enough to restrain me from saying that I certainly won’t regret it when you have your inevitable blow-out and slink off into the sunset like your kind always does. I don’t think I’m alone in wishing it would happen soon.
