Oh my god another vegan equestrian I love you. Haha it's kind of weird being vegan and equestrian because on one hand the equestrians think you're hippies who don't know anything about horses and the vegans who don't ride think you're an animal abusing murderer. Sigh.
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Holy shit, that is the most accurate thing I’ve ever heard. I follow you on my equine blog (musicalfreestyle) and I know you’re fab! Thanks your the nice message!
you really need to drop vegan from your vocabulary
This is so sad. Vegans don’t ride horses. Why would any horse be content bearing your weight just for funsies? Is all logical thought dead here?
Just for funsies? Seriously? Yeah my horse gains absolutely nothing from having mental and physical stimulation and being trained using POSITIVE REINFORCEMENT. Yeah they totally hate their lives that why they canter from the far end of the pasture when I drive up, that’s why they basically bridle themselves it’s being they just hate me. Here’s a tip, fuck off and realize just because I ride horses I’m not some animal abusing monster alright? You may have this idea of black and white with animals but it’s not like that at all. And I really don’t appreciate how you guys think you can dictate scumbagvegan’s culture like you have.
So here’s a tip. Realize the world isn’t Black Beauty. Not all horses are abused. I’ll admit my horses weren’t trained with positive reinforcement because I rescued them (oh yeah did I mention my horses are rescued?) and they were already trained so. But from this point most training I do is positive reinforcement based. They enjoy work because they get something out of it, food. But no. I’m just a animal abusing loser who rides around whipping their horse because I enjoy torturing animals. Okay.
Oh and for any non-vegan followers (I’m still vegan thanks) this is not an oppurtunity to attack vegans beacuse that’s seriously annoying.
your horse friend is excited when you come up because they love you, and they have a relationship with you. you can have a relationship with a horse and not ride them. you can train a horse and have them be excited to learn new things without riding them.
trained horses are not unhappy to have someone on their back. but it is inappropriate to use nonhuman animals in that way.
think of it like this: does it physically harm a chicken to take away their eggs? no, as long as the human replaces those nutrients. and it doesn’t (usually) physically or mentally harm a horse to ride on their back. however, both situations are inappropriate, because both horses and chickens exist not for human benefit, but for their own purposes. horses can be intellectually fulfilled by hanging out with you and being taught new things — they don’t have to be ridden. if you stopped riding your horse friend, but continued to spend a lot of time with them and teach them things, they wouldn’t be upset. knowing this, why do you still ride them?
Exactly. Riding a horse reinforces the idea that we can do whatever we want with animals simply because we’re humans and they are not. It’s speciesist and not vegan.
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misconceptions about strippers.
pussy preach more sense than the fuckin government.
I want to break necks when people shade strippers. Let’s see your janky ass get out there and look that cute in 6 inch heels for 8 hours, smiling the entire time, stroking egos, pretending a dude’s breath doesn’t smell like a rotten animal.
My sister has a Masters in Education. She got a job at one of the poorest schools in the city, but didn’t make enough money to pay to keep her tiny house heated through the Oregon winter or buy enough food or take her dog to the vet (first person who drops the word rehome gets a kick in the face.) so she quit and the only job she could get because she’s “overqualified” to work at Fred Meyers was at a strip club because she minored in ballet. I think people forget that stripping is like any other job: you have to have some experience.
And all those crumpled one dollar bills? 20% of that goes back into the club because strippers are renting the stages they dance on. Sometimes it’s more.
Despite all of that, my sister makes more money than she ever did because she works 80 hour weeks and literally never takes a day off. She teaches classes to drunk white girls, she does private parties, she does entertainment for conferences and shows.
When I had to go to the ER last February and got a bill for $800 that I couldn’t pay, my sister sent me money so I wouldn’t be sent to collections.
My sister is the classiest motherfucker in a pair of six inch heels. Anyone who calls her a dumb slut or a hoe gets their shit wrecked.
that’s the best thing i ever just heard get said
There’s something seriously fucked up about labor day being “the laborers day of rest” originally then turning into a major shopping holiday.
Yup. I think about that every year. It’s not really laborers who get the day off. The laborers keep working to ensure that the salaried folks have a good day off.
I’m laboring today god damn it
Patient several days out from being coded, now extubated and waking up from sedation.
Patient: my chest hurts.
Nurse: yes sir, that’s because they did CPR on you and did chest compressions. You have some cracked ribs.
Patient: I don’t remember any of that.
Resident (under their breath): that’s cuz you were dead, bro.