Nothing says “Merry Christmas” quite like taking away a blind child’s cane and replacing it with a pool noodle. At least, that’s what one elementary school in Kansas City thought.
After an eight-year-old blind boy, Dakota Nafzinger, was reprimanded by his bus driver for hitting another student with his cane, the driver took away Dakota’s cane and refused to give it back to the child when it was time for him to get off the bus. To make the situation ten times worse, the school decided to KEEP THE CANE for two weeks as punishment. The assholes at Gracemor Elementary then replaced the boy’s cane with a POOL NOODLE, which does nothing to help him, except for maybe letting others know he’s a fun aquatic companion. Keep reading »
Back when I was plotting a move to Los Angeles, one of my biggest concerns was figuring out how I would transport my dog Lucca to the West Coast. I am flat-out opposed to ever putting her in cargo, she’s just slightly too big to fit in a carrier that goes underneath the seat and roadtripping across the country would require time away from work I couldn’t take. So, I did some research and discovered that some airlines are amenable to people flying with “emotional support animals” that are not required to be in carriers, so long as the animal is registered and you have the proper documentation (which includes a letter from a doctor/therapist/psychiatrist asserting that the handler has a condition that the emotional support animal helps them cope with). I registered Lucca online, paid for her ID card and official-looking red vest and spoke to my psychiatrist about providing me with a letter — that I ended up not needing, since I decided to stay in New York — that attested to the fact that I have a mental condition (anxiety) and that having Lucca with me while I travel is essential to me being okay. This is of course not totally true. I mean, when I’m having an anxiety attack, Lucca does calm me — but so does Lexapro. I also am not a nervous flyer, though I would be a wreck if Lucca was stuck in cargo for six hours. “Emotional support animals” are basically lower-tiered service animals (lower even than therapy animals, which go to hospitals to visit with sick kids, for example) and the “rights” afforded to them and handlers like me — basically, the right to go where animals are not usually allowed — come from essentially taking advantage of a loophole in the Americans with Disabilities Act. (That’s especially true if you’re fudging about actually needing an ESA in the first place.) It’s neither legal nor illegal, and I, like an increasing number of other pet owners, considered it the best option for getting my small, well-behaved, adorable dog across the country, just this one time. After all, it’s not like I was trying to fly with a howling, pooping pig, you know?
SPEAKING OF WHICH. Keep reading »
There are so many important issues going on in the world today, which is why it pains me to report that some people in Poland are up in arms about the sexual habits of one beloved Winnie The Pooh.
Local counselors in the town of Tuszyn, Poland have been tasked with assigning a public face to a new local playground, when someone suggested Winnie The Pooh. The character was rejected by officials after being deemed “horribly inappropriate for children.” Um … come again? Keep reading »
Disclaimer: This story is all kinds of NOPE.
When Nicole Allen made her way into a local Dollar Store to buy a small surprise for her daughter, she got more than she bargained for when she found a toy fairy wand called “Evilstick.” The wand is supposed to play music and invoke happy thoughts, which is exactly what the pretty, pink packaging and fairy wrapping led Nicole to believe. After buying the toy and taking it home to her daughter, Nicole peeled back the foil at the head of the “wand” to find something more fucked up than an entire aisle of creepy Tickle Me Elmos: an actual photo of a girl covered in blood and slitting her own wrists with a kitchen knife. Keep reading »
Should there ever be a zombie apocalypse, I’m getting the hell out of New York City. Real-estate website Trulia has just saved us all some trouble by letting us know which U.S. Cities would be the worst places to seek refuge should the dead rise and revolt, and the city that topped the chart may surprise you! Survivability was calculated using the these criteria: highest walk score, lowest hardware store density, highest hospital density, and most congestion. Basically, hospitals will have lots of weak victims, hardware stores have lots of zombie-killing tools, the more people who live in an area the harder it is to leave, and if you’re on any kind of island, you’re screwed. Check out the map after the jump to see if you should pack up and peace out before the zombies come. Keep reading »