Monday, July 4, 2011

You Have Got To Be F*cking KIDDING Me/Monday's Rant...

http://www.cracked.com/article_19288_8-weirdly-sexual-products-you-wont-believe-are-kids.html

Ex-freakin'-cuse me?!  This garbage is for CHILDREN???  A stripper pole?  Thongs that read "Eye Candy" and push-up bikini tops for 7-year olds?  Slutty Halloween costumes?  Skanky-looking dolls?  Tramp stamps and Playboy accessories?  And then people have the nerve to wonder why kids get molested, and child porn exists, and little ones are trafficked around the world to cater to the - I'm calling it what it is - sick, twisted, filthy, disgusting, deviant urges of f***ed-up and EVIL adults.  When did this shit become o.k.?  When did it become o.k. to encourage little girls to become tiny bimbos?  Whenever I see crap like this, or hear that the authorities have busted up yet another child porn ring or child trafficking ring, I thank Almighty God that my nieces are in Tae Kwon Do.  I thank God that the 14-year old knows how to snap the femur of a large adult male.  I think God that she knows how to go for someone's carotid artery and render them unconscious.  I also want to cry because no child should be obliged to  learn hand-to-hand combat in order to fend off some filthy, disgusting asshole, hellbent on temporarily assuaging his/her revolting, damnable urges.  And I roar in blind, foaming-at-the-mouth rage because there's no death penalty for pedophiles. 


I'm over 21.  I'm also no prude.  Stripper poles, bikini waxes and thongs are just dandy for me.  I can get tramp stamped as much as I damn well please and if I choose to spend my Saturday nights staring at a different man's ceiling, that's fine.  I'm a consenting adult.  I know and accept the consequences.  I also know how to block a blow and aim my foot at a guy's gut or his nutsack (courtesy of my nieces).  Kids deserve the right to a safe and happy childhood.  Innocence is not a privilege but a RIGHT.  If you're a consenting adult, find another consenting adult and bounce off the walls.  Hang from the chandelier.  Screw your brains out - I don't give a flying damn, but leave the kids out of it.


I don't care if you call me old fashioned, but I long for a return of letting kids be kids.  Shame on these companies for their attempts at financial gain at the expense of babies.  Shame on them for giving perverts more fuel for the fire.  And shame on us for allowing things to get to this point.  

2 comments:

Just me said...

That article might be the most disgusting thing I've ever come across.

Lily said...

Isn't that stuff sick? And, you know, I never used to mind Hugh Hefner. I respected how up-front and honest he was about his lifestyle and beliefs plus he has been very generous with his companions and ex-gfs but when he made the comment about not caring if a baby held a Playboy rattle, I thought I'd be ill.