I’m not really religious, but I go to church every Sunday with my family. Of course, my pastor recognized the horrors in Connecticut. I think he did a good job about it, we lit candles in tribute, prayed for hope. And then the band played, and they did “I Heard the Bells on Christmas Morning.” And it’s a Christmas song, but I never realized how good the lyrics are. It talks about “peace on earth good will to men.” And this one verse talks about losing faith, “but hate is strong/ and mocks the song/ of peace on earth goodwill to men/” and it goes on to say how they can still hear the bells, still hear the hope. And I thin it was just really well put. I almost started crying. I’ve never been more proud of my church.
Okay, let’s just analyze this.
“And everything you loved as a child is because of him so shut your mouth and honor an imperfect man who’s achieved more then you’ll you would in 3 life times.”
This is what this bitch reblogged and added to a photo celebrating Walt Disney, which I had written “Except he was a homophobic, racist communist. But if he’s your role-model, whoo!”
That is not everything I loved as a child, for one. And I’m pretty sure all the movies of Disney that I DID love as a child, he had no part in whatsoever, except for being the company’s name.
Also, I’m not going to honor a man who discriminated against me. That would be like a Jew celebrating Adolf Hitler, do you hear your words?
And he may have achieved more than I ever will, but, excuse me, that doesn’t cancel out all of his flaws.
I did a report on him, and guess what. He wouldn’t even let his artists credit their work. So if you think he drew and filmed and made all of those characters himself, you’re dead wrong.
So that’s cool, tell me to shut my mouth and you can walk around in your ignorance all because some man created a company that eventually came up with the fucking Little Mermaid. And even then, someone had written that story long before Disney got a hold of it.
I love the company. I love the movies and I love the amusement parks and I love the people who actually made Disney what it is, but I will not, in a million years, be proud of the creator.
AND IT’S “THAN” YOU GRAMMAR FOOL.
This is really personal, and it should probably be on my personal blog but whatever.
All ya’ll can read it.
My bunny finally ate! But now he keeps biting my fingers because he thinks it’s the bottle.
2. I always wanna feed him when he does it because logically that means he’s hungry but overfeeding can kill him and ugh.
Never let me have children, I will fuck them up, they will bite me.