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!
Got any 7’s?
I don’t know what it is at Smith’s, but it doesn’t matter. Even if I could go there, I couldn’t get it. No gelt. But it sure sounds good.
My new aide is here. She is good. More later on that.
I went upstairs to change out of my gym clothes, and Kathleen went in her underwear. Dang and blast!
I also need to get garlic.
“Oh happy day,” Mom says, with a smile and a hug! “You went in your pants! Does that mean you want to wear them like that?”
We’d be arrested.
Speaking of arrested, Frank told our neighbor that his eyes were red because his brothers covered his hands with soap and made him rub his eyes. (Actually, because he’d been in the pool.)
I gave the lecture about acceptable vs. unacceptable fictionalizing again.
My daughter was like that. She told the neighbors I only fed her once a day, and the neighbor called CPS on me. She was impressed with my house, including my kitchen, and noticed six chairs at the dining table.
I explained that my two step sons were living there as well, and that everyone got three meals a day plus snacks. I was never bothered again, but Igor spoke to the fabricator. She never stopped lying, but she was careful what she said and to whom.
She has never changed.
You’re very welcome. I hope that she recovers soon.
Hmm. That seems to have been one I might have missed.
He told me recently that he was bitten by a rattlesnake. Obviously false.
I could tell you things that you might have difficulty believing, but I am cautious in choosing which hills to die on. Or more precisely, to not die on.
Not dying is a good thing. Usually.
I really don’t have time for death right now.
Big time... ;o])
Death would be an imposition at this stage.
Thank you, Governor Jesse. Good thinking.
Death is like being poor; it’s an inconvenience.
Well, folks, here it is: The new aide came, did all her jobs in less than the two hours allotted and will be back in two weeks. Hopefully, by then, I will have gotten the bedding and towels washed.
AND! I DID find a couple of copies of the CFIDS protocol, and though they are marked up with a hi-liter, I will see how they print. If there is enough ink...it was looking pretty pale yesterday afternoon.
And now, with the use of all the chemicals and the dust, I need to have a breathing treatment.
I was going to get a photo appointment for Kathleen next week at the time I’m taking Sally to the mall with her friend, but that happened to be just the time frame in which the appointments were booked. Any other time of day would be fine.
I’ll have to come up with another plan. Maybe I can talk Tom into getting his picture made with her, if I agree to buy him a pop-culture tchotchke at Hot Topic or a polo shirt at Belk.
Excellent news about the aide! I hope she continues to be functional.
Boo!
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