omigoditsdanica
Rocket Surgeon
omigoditsdanica

When questions like this come up, I really think it comes down to the type of people who want to become a police office.

I feel like you’re being purposefully dense. Just because you’re a member of a majority group or an unpopular group doesn’t mean you can’t be attacked due to your beliefs. And that’s just as much of a hate crime as when it happens to a minority.

OK - so it was originally for a shitty purpose. That doesn’t change the fact the prosecutors are applying it more appropriately now.

How sad is YOUR life that you are so privileged that you can spend a bunch of time monitoring one Gawker commenter’s posts??

Because the only rights that deserve protection are *their* rights. Including their “right” to deny the rights of others based on their privileged status.

Yeah - any time a privileged group starts to lose their upper hand, they cry that they’re the ones being discriminated against and persecuted for their “beliefs.”

Frankly, if they want to do that, OK.

Oh, you see, she’s supposed to have the gun on her AT ALL TIMES. Because her ex can’t be expected to control himself and the police can’t be expected to uphold a restraining order.

Did you read the whole article before you posted?

Right... but it’s on a different day! So it doesn’t count. I guess.

She also has her assistant do all the shopping for the obscure ingredients she uses.

You can chop your veggies on Sunday to make things faster... not that I do it; I’m just aware of it as something people do.

Not only that, but you can bet those “healthy, organic, gluten-free” ingredients will be expensive as hell and not available at your local supermarket.

Hah, I know. It wouldn’t really be possible to make this grammatically correct and maintain the prose she was going for, though, so I just focused on clarity.

I love how you’ve just decided you know exactly what happened.

You seem pretty intent on vilifying her.

I used to be an editor... I think this could be significantly improved without overhauling the sentence (because writers are so touchy):

That’s disgusting. I hate people sometimes.

Yeah. I wasn’t a diamond-hater, but I wasn’t dead-set on getting one, either. My fiance did a lot of research on what constitutes a high-quality diamond and cut. He went to a trusted, local jeweler and got something perfect and small because he knew I wouldn’t wear something I thought was gaudy.

I love Vonnegut. I went to University of Iowa and all the references he makes are delightful.