Good plan, Alice Moran:
Next time a guy grabs you, just smack him with a rolled up copy of the Charter of Rights and Freedoms!
I too “believe” I have a “right” not to be attacked. Duh.
But just “believing” XYZ and saying these empty words over and over again accomplished nothing and prevents nothing.
“Rights” and “beliefs” are kryptonite to shit all.
I “believe” I have a “right” not to have my house burned down too.
Boy, that virtual Platonic ephemeral “right-belief” will really stop that scheming arsonist from squirting gasoline all over my walls, wot?
This is like Americans who run around yelling “First Amendment, First Amendment!!” while pretty soon, I wager, the words “First Amendment” are the only words their rulers will let them yell, just to keep the little buggers feeling smug — and preoccupied.
If wishes were horses, beggars could butt-f*ck Gavin McInnis.
Why are you angrier at another woman than you are at the guy who assaulted you?
Why are you so protective of your “right” to dress like a whore, even though you weren’t even dressed like one?
Why does your supposedly “brilliant” blog post — I’m sure all your friends have told you it was this morning — so full of contradictions, untested assumptions and misplace outrage?
How could I forget?
Anyway, here’s an actual comedian: