Reblogged from a-game-of-romance-and-winchester
I offer you the emptiness which you seek...
Consider this a place of refuge, not from the waters, but from damnation.
a-game-of-romance-and-winchester:
So let me tell you about the shittiest parent on the motherfucking planet.
I work at a grocery store and this man comes in with his 11 year old son. He buys a pack a cigarettes and a two cases of beer. The son was holding a two dollar drawing pad and placed it on the belt and I guess the dad didn’t notice it at first but when I was about to scan the pad he asked where’d it have come from and turned towards the kid and asked “Did you put that shit up there?”. He told me to put it back and then told his 11 year old child that he “ain’t paying for that gay ass notebook.”. So I looked at the kid, who was close to tears and saying how he ran out of paper at home and my heart broke. So I gave the pad to him, for free, and told the dad I would take care of it. I gave the kid some tokens for a game outside and said I would look forward to buying some of his drawings and paintings when he’s all famous. He kids face was so priceless and I thought everything was good. But then, about 10 ten minutes after giving the kid his notebook, I walked outside and saw this. The drawing pad all ripped up and tossed on the pavement. I could only imagine what happened in the parking lot, but I know that that poor kid heart is fucking ripped apart, just like this pad.
I’m fucking horrified that there are parents like this, who, just because it’s not masculine or gender specific they won’t let their children follow their true passions or explore interests that lead to their happiness. Even more so, I’m horrified that parents don’t care about the fine arts anymore because it doesn’t have job security. Since when did it ever matter to a child if their passion makes them money or not? Parenting is about supporting whatever makes your child happy. Have some fucking consideration for your child’s wants not your homophobic and anti-art ideals.
How homophobic and vocabulary-deprived do you need to be to …instead of calling a drawing pad a drawing pad, you call it a “gay notebook”
…I mean like… ugh…
I can only hope that this kid manages to have a healthy adulthood despite his abusive father… and that he leaves his father behind to rot.
This is why there should be free access to birth control! Because some people shouldn’t be allowed to have children just because they are biologically able to. You should have to pass an emotional competency test before you are allowed to raise a kid…Yeesh! What a scarring incident. I hope that kid has some support in their life somewhere other than the home… Damn.
I almost cried when I read this. That kid’s father is seriously lacking in empathy, and I really hope that one day, the kid will be happy.
DAY 10 - FAVORITE HORROR MOVIE HERO/HEROINE
Late, but I’ve been inundated with real life stuff, including a major allergy attack. I hate spring and summer with a passion. Give me fall and winter, when I can actually BREATHE -_-
Anyway, I’m having some problems with this particular topic, because I can’t really think of any hero/heroine who I could list as a favorite. Sad, but true. So I’m going to go with the one I find most interesting:
Grave Robber from Repo! The Genetic Opera. Yep. He’s sly, snide, and snarky. He sings pretty well for guy who pushed drugs, pimps out surgery addicts and mucks around in graveyards at night. He’s obviously not all bad— he does help Shilo out, and explains a little bit about the outside world to her.
Part of me likes to think that after the whole mess at the Opera, maybe Shilo walked out, and was snatched up by the Grave Robber. Maybe he taught her more about how to survive, how to make Zydrate, stuff like that. Sort of a father figure, though, rather than a romantic interest.
So there you have it :3
DAY 09 - FAVORITE SUPERNATURAL HORROR MOVIE
Supernatural covers a lot of ground. Giant monsters, zombies, possession, ghosts, mythology… the list is pretty extensive, when you look at it. Today’s movie is a touch more obscure than the past few days’. Here, we take a trek back to the very early 80s, and one of my very favorite movies in general:
Yep, Dead and Buried (1981). It’s a great little story of a town with a secret. Witchcraft/voodoo plays into it, and there’s a sweet little twist at the end of the story that makes up (IMO) for the cheap effects.
I got to see this movie for the first time maybe… 5 years ago? I was on a Video Nasties kick, and this was not only on the list, but readily accessible to me. Win!
I highly recommend this movie; it’s a great little movie, good atmosphere, decent storyline. Check out the trailer below:
DAY 08 - FAVORITE FOREIGN HORROR MOVIE
I have a problem with this topic. Why? Because nearly all of my favorite horror movies are either Asian or Italian, making this possibly the absolute hardest topic so far for me.
In pondering, I do believe that my favorite foreign horror flick is possibly Kiyoshi Kurosawa’s Kairo (2001). I love the dim colors, the dark, moody atmosphere, the slow motion apocalypse. It’s not scary, I think, so much as it’s eerie, lonesome feeling.
For the record, the English name for this movie is Pulse. I really, really hated the American remake— I thought that they took an awful lot of the moodiness away, replacing it with typical Hollywood glitz. The original production is best.
