Some basic stuff about me: I'm from Texas, but my Dad is from El Salvador. Despite this I do not speak a lick of Spanish, though I can German fairly well. I also English well too, please note the lovely vocabulary that is my blog title. I attend a University and study Geology. Rocks are my passion, unlike fashion.
Warning: I do post ponies. Why? Because it's a good show. You should watch an episode, it's surprisingly good.
My blog is not typically saturated from them, but it's definitely one of the regular things I post.
There's a lot of Scenery, Geology, Animals, Pokemon and whatever I find humorous or interesting on this blog. Essentially, I re-blog anything I like, as this is my personal blog you see.
Have you guys seen this? Anyone who has learned ANYTHING about American History knows that this is just wrong, plain wrong. How on Earth is this guy still able to run?
Wasn’t the whole point of America being founded was to find religious freedom?
And besides, hasn’t anyone learned anything from religious leaders? Not to mention how many denominations of the bible there are, the interpretations, easily skewed and can be seen so many ways. Not one view can be seen as correct, or absolute. When it comes down to it, the Government just cannot be run on beliefs, rather on facts, and universal morals that the country as a whole can agree on.
It is the Government’s duty to insure equality, and to protect citizen’s rights to believe what they want to believe and not receive any form of discrimination.
And I don’t mean in the unhygienic sense, I mean in the moral sense.
So we were supposed to go to wall greens to pick up my perscription, but before that we made a stop at mcdonalds… So my dad backed up into one of those orange warning cones. You know, the kind that tells you to watch out for spills.
He knocks it over then picked it up and hides it behind the corner. (I don’t even know why…)
So I told him that it should be where people can see it (i think the spill was water, so it could sneak up on you)- so they don’t fall or so the business doesn’t get sued.
He told me he didn’t give a fuck if anyone fell over or broke their back and large businesses deserved to get sued.
Well, I pointed out that it wasn’t only the large business who could get in trouble, the lone hispanic woman working by herself would probably get fired. She was in her mid 40’s, it may have been the only job she could get.
My Dad proceeded to throw a tantrum over the fact he didn’t give a fuck about any of this and was under no pretenses to replace the cone back to its origin. His reasoning ranged from not going to church Sunday to other people not being nice to him.
I mean, I tried to explain to the guy missing one church date doesn’t define your morality, but apparently the only ways he will ever admit that he shouldn’t indirectly cause harm to others is if some priest tells him so. Because I’m an atheist and I don’t know right from wrong.
Well that does it, I’m not getting the medicine I need… After I put the cone back myself, he just lost it. I mean, I wasn’t being mean or anything, I just suggested to put the cone back. I’ve never seen such a tantrum over a simple thing. On the way home he started calling me immature, and to start looking for a place to move out —- doesn’t want to see me in once I’m in college, ect.
All because of a cone?