Here it is again:
Posted on 07/31/2015 11:49:41 AM PDT by Slings and Arrows
The time has come to take action against thread hijackers.
Let me begin with an example of thread hijacking:
Like most Freepers, I am pro-life. Abortion and and euthanasia appall me, and marketing the results even more so. I support candidates who oppose the culture of death, and cheer when it is thwarted.
I also do not find it necessary to mention these facts on EVERY. FREAKING. THREAD.
There is a certain type of Freeper, though, who has no such restraint. For these zealots, any thread that deviates from the pro-life cause, no matter how trivially, is a heresy that must be immediately suppressed.
You are shocked by cruelty to animals? I guess that means you couldn't care less about the cruelty of THE MILLIONS OF CHILDREN ABORTED EVERY YEAR!!!!!
You lost a beloved pet? Why can't you mourn THE THOUSANDS OF ABORTED BABIES WHO DIED THE SAME DAY?!!!!
Your car shredded its transmission and you're looking at thousands of dollars in repairs? Why aren't you thinking about THE BABIES WHO WILL NEVER GROW UP TO BE AUTO MECHANICS BECAUSE THEY WERE ABORTED?!!!!
(OK, maybe I made that last one up.)
Arguing with these people is pointless. It's the same principle as wrestling with a pig - you just get muddy and the pig enjoys it. Similarly, trying to convince them that they are being rude is a waste of time - THE CAUSE is far more important little things like courtesy and respect.
So, what can we do about it?
We can get drunk.
I hereby propose The Thread Hijack Drinking Game. The rules are simple: When a poster tries to hijack an unrelated thread to his or her pet cause, you 1) reply to the hijack attempt by quoting the text in question, followed by the word "DRINK!", and 2) Take a drink (or any volume) of your favorite beverage (alcoholic or non-alcoholic). Moderation is suggested on animal cruelty threads to avoid alcohol poisoning.
This game will not, I admit, solve the thread hijacking problem. But after a certain number of attempts we will no longer care.
And if anyone is offended by my little proposal, I can only say...
DRINK!
Believe it or not, I usually struggle to name the cats.
The one outdoor cat a couple years back (1998 or so) got named “Katya” due to her stretching and applying claws to my backside.
So her name was actually “Cat...YAAAAAH!”
Which is what I was saying to her at the time.
I genuinely can’t tell. But so adorable.
It would not be advisable for you to turn to me for help naming your cats.
At one time, we had an indoor “Fluffy” and an outdoor “Fluffy”.
The only cat name I could take pride in is “Pogo”. He was a good guy.
I just give critters people names, or names connected to something the critter is or does.
Has worked so far.
Alas, she is not reals.
She’s sold on Etsy.
https://www.etsy.com/listing/130946826/needle-felted-cute-fluffy-kitten
If you look at her price, TOL has very very good taste in kittehs.
My cats came from shelters. I kept their names because frankly they fit them.
My first cat was Cleopatra, and she was a downright spoiled rotten kitty, who was treated like a queen.
Second kitty was Holly. Rescued several days before Christmas, heavy with kitten. I kept it because she was a Christmas miracle, and Holly is the name of a character on one of my all time favorite TV shows, “Red Dwarf”
Here's a little something ta set yer day on the right heading.
My first cat was a longhaired tuxedo kitty named Princess Caroline Matilde.
She was originally a barn cat, her owner gave her to us when I was little.
My next kitty was a longhaired mackerel tabby with white named Mimi.
She was a feral that decided chicken and laps were worthwhile pursuits.
Following her was my only shorthair kitty, a cow cat named Kearen Marie.
She was a shelter cat, and so far the only one.
Kearen passed on in 2010 on my sister’s birthday, and there was a stretch where I didn’t have a kitty.
Then last year Ceirdwyn informed me that I was her human.
She and her siblings were born outdoors, momma cat then abandoned four of her six kittens.
Reportedly the litter was “three black, three butterscotch tabby”.
One black and one butterscotch were longhaired.
Still can’t get over how relatively tiny Dwyn is compared to every other cat I had prior.
(Full name is fitting for her, Ceirdwyn Trioblaid. “Crooked woman of trouble.”)
If and when I get another cat, I want you Darks to help me name it.
You have the best names since Eliot wrote Old Possum.
The squee!
Slings! I’ve gone blind.
Oh I liked that video. Pirates and the Grim Reaper. The music was nice too but now I have that song in my head.
Thanks for bringing it here.
Here are some kittens for your Monday.
Yes, after taking a very close look at kitteh, I could see
that she is a stuffed toy. Sigh... I just knew that tail was
just too big to be real.
Just having her picture will have to be enough for me.
They wanted 600 for her.
Even if I was wealthy, I don’t know I’d I would spend that money. I’d give it to charity.
If she was under 20-30 I’d buy her in a heartbeat.
Or if I won power ball, I’d buy her, and one for you too my friend.
That looks like my living room, exactly like my couch. And of course, the bookshelves.
Books, glorious books.
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