I didn't realize there were so many drama queens on the Mudcat. Mainly I thought it was a lot of Brits who want to take back the U.S. as their colony and a lot of kind, well-meaning old farts whose idea of 'spicy' food is a saltine cracker. Granted, the nostalgia for the 1960s, too, has always been there—"simpler times," as they say, and presumably the time when a lot of the old farts found their purpose in life. What I didn't know was that there were some real bat-shit locos.

I warned you before about what happens when you gratuitously use the word "KKK" (and the same goes for "Nazi," only with a German accent): Some sweet, adorable puppy, who has had barely enough time to splash in rain puddles or feel the tickle of grass on its face, dies....somewhere...each time. Can you live with that on your conscience?

Fucking puppy-killers...



Oh, also— besides the dead pups, the other thing that happens when you use those phrases/concepts is that you lose an amount of credibility as someone who can hold a rational discussion.