WARNING: this post may make you uncomfortable if you actively practice bigotry, tacitly endorse implicit misogyny or racism, or belong to any extant taxonomic subspecies of Equus ferus (horse).
Yup. This is the part where you finally get called on your BS. I have lost 100 PERCENT of my patience with anyone who posts hateful messages or tolerates those who do. So if you’re a racist, sexist, homophobe, xenophobe, or genetic descendent of either domesticated or free-roaming horses, please–do us both a favor and unfriend me now.
This is ***NOT ABOUT POLITICS***. This is about being a half-way decent, baseline compassionate, societally contributory HUMAN BEING. If you’re a bully, a bystander, or a Clydesdale, you simply don’t fit the bill–sorry sweetie.
I have tried to be patient. I have tried to be understanding. But frankly, trying to teach fundamental truths about basic kindness to those who don’t actually want to learn is exhausting. I. AM. TIRED. I really don’t have time to sort out whether you’re not listening because you’re too hateful, because you’re just plain ignorant, or because your species generally carries an encephalization quotient roughly one-eighth the size of a human’s, making a complex cognitive task such as language comprehension completely out of the question for you.
NEWSFLASH: just because YOU have never encountered prejudice firsthand doesn’t mean there aren’t thousands of people in this nation who see it everyday. If even a small part of you is skeptical about that, it’s only because you.aren’t .PAYING.ATTENTION. You don’t earn the right to dismiss the experiences of countless Americans just because you live in a “good part” of the country, or because your family’s never been affected, or because you’re a majestic, long-maned feral stallion clip-clopping around a pastoral utopia without a modicum of familiarity with today’s blistering political climate.
If that’s a hard pill for you to swallow then by all means–go ahead and just block me right now, retreating to your palace of privilege, your shelter of chauvinism, or your enclave of equine apathy. You won’t be missed.
Welp. I guess this is goodbye, then. I’d say it’s been real, but it hasn’t. I’d wish you luck, but I don’t. All I can say is enjoy your echo-chamber of snarky, oppressive hate-memes, your Friday nights mansplaining away staggering statistics on social inequality with your drinking buddies, or your perfect little countryside bubble, where you graze on pasture in a cultural wasteland completely devoid of thought diversity, healthy civil discourse, or verbal communication of any kind. Bye.