Jim Walsh's Big Hairy Weblog Thingy

Wednesday, March 23, 2005

Just Die, Already!

Enough already about the Schiavo case. I'm tired of the BS, sick of hearing from power-grabbing hypocrites and truth be told, I don't even have any sympathy for Terri Schiavo.
You heard me right. My heart doesn't bleed for "poor, poor Terri."
As far as I'm concerned, the condition she is in is something she brought upon herself.
I have no sympathy for these pampered, middle class white women in this country who let themselves get so screwed up in the head (usually with a bit of help from anal-rententive, domineering parents) that they find it necessary to starve themselves in order to achieve some unrealistic and totally arbitrary standard of beauty.
As George Carlin has pointed out, this is the only country in the world where you can find a homeless vet digging in a dumpster to find a peach pit for breakfast, while in the restaurant next door some self-indulgent, neurotic bitch is whining, "I don't wanna e-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-t."
Yeah, right. They're victims of a patriarchal society. In the immortal words of Jean-Paul Sartre, merde.
The hell with her. I honestly don't care anymore.
BTW: I can't be the only person totally creeped-out by her hag of a mother blubbering over her "little girl." Ya know lady, maybe if you thought of her as an adult, she wouldn't have found it necessary to starve herself in order to be more beautiful. Psychologists will tell you that anorexics tend to be the children of overbearing parents. Could it be that this whole mess is about Ms. Schiavo's folks trying to assuage their guilt? Just asking.
One more thing: all you "right-to-life" people, unless you actually knew the woman personally, stop referring to her as "Terri." That is reeeeeaaaaaaly creepy.


Post a Comment

<< Home