And yet you keep defending Elmo’s nazi salute…
What is actually rattling around inside that head of yours?
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VelvetPinkOtter123@lemmy.world 1 week ago
I’m not a historian but I believe the sad truth is that they saw them like animals; capable of being trained to do jobs but not smart enough to understand more complex issues or choose the tasks themselves
Like a dog. You can train your dog to guard your house or hunt birds but you probably don’t trust your dog to vote
It’s fucked up
And yet you keep defending Elmo’s nazi salute…
What is actually rattling around inside that head of yours?
Because I don’t care if a I like someone or not, I’m not going to lie about what actually happened
Lumisal@lemmy.world 1 week ago
I’ve seen how people vote. I’d take the chances with the dogs.
Thebeardedsinglemalt@lemmy.world 1 week ago
One Sunday morning I walked out into my ex’s open garage and sitting in there was a stray dog. Her neck fur had a mark as though someone recently pulled off her collar and dumped her on the back road. I calmly approached the dog and turns out she was the sweetest doggo and instantly got along with my ex’s other 2 dogs. She rarely barked and would always just walk up to some, sit and wait to get petted. Even the ex’s dad who doesn’t like dogs eventually warmed up to her because of how sweet she was.
Weeks later we took her to an event downtown on an unseasonably hot fall afternoon beer fest. That dog wanted nothing more than to just get pet by as many people as possible. Sitting outside a brewery was a worker sitting in a chair almost drenched in sweat looking like he hated life. She walked up to him, sat down and looked at him, and he instantly smiled.
Working one of the beer tents was an interim director of HR who was one of the most miserable shit-birds I ever had the displeasure to work with. Did nothing but complain about everything and everyone, blindly blamed everyone for things she simply didn’t understand, I even nearly got written up because this lady didn’t take the time to read my explanation about an error report when new employees are loaded into a benefits system. Even the dog wanted nothing to do with that miserable fuck.
I’ll trust the dogs to be a better judge of character than half the mouthbreathers who vote at the polls.