So, this is kinda about links. Because…yep.
Judge refuses to marry interracial couple. Yes, you’ve probably heard about this Louisiana judge who doesn’t marry interracial couples because he believes mixed kids are brought into a cruel world in which they will have an unfair existence. To which, I can only say:
Whoops.
Who wouldn’t pity that kid? For more people being like, what the drizzle, see Cafferty Files. In which someone reminds us that yeah, one guy did this. It’s not a statement on the country or even his state. It’s just – duh, racism needs no multiplicity of supporters to remain alive and continue ruining people’s day. Me, personally? This sort of thing makes me happy. Hear me out! It’s kinda like schadenfreude. Like. I get satisfaction from someone making a fool of themselves. I honestly don’t understand why this would upset people. It’s just something you relay at the water hole and then spend about two or so minutes going, “Wow. He’s sad. OMG, these strawberries are diVINE.” Which reminds me. Dang, Jaffa (ie the produce store on Chemin Queen Mary) – those strawberries were diVINE. DIvine. DIVINE.
Balloon Boy Family – rest assured these people do not actually exist. They are imaginary. No one is really like this. Shame still exists. Take heart.
My new best friend – And yours, as well. So aside from the recoil factor of like eleven in that photo, I am posting this for a study on how we have – as a society – adopted the concept of speaking in gamer lingo and programming jargon. I couldn’t be prouder.
