Octopussy.

No, its not some dirty porn site, or some take off of a James Bond character - its worse than all of that.

Is it a plane?

Is it a a new Superhero?

No, its a misguided, pathetic excuse for a parent.

Oh, goody.

I have been watching the great saga of the Octuplets mom for a while - I have sat at my little computer and scanned through all the drama, the headlines, and the miscellaneous slander aimed at this crazy woman. I have tried to see though all the information with the hope that I might understand or even justify why someone would feel the need to be a crop rotation device for the sake of having more children than you could possibly handle or properly care for.

In the end I could be silent no more.

I have complete sympathy for the thousands of couples out there than want nothing more than to have a child of their own. For these parents it is a deep need to love and care for someone that is bigger than themselves. All too often these parents waste away thousands of dollars of their savings and security on the small chance one treatment will give them all they hoped for. I understand their despair. My sisters have been there and I have seen what it can do to a couple when mother nature throws them a wild card.

But.

This is past all of that. This woman is not only making a mockery of these peoples dreams and sacrifice, but she is taking advantage of everyone in the State of California. I'm a Californian and I take great offense. How dare you sit there and tell a nation that you did what you did because its what *you* want? Really? How about what *YOUR* children NEED and what *YOUR* children want out of their lives. What kind of mother, let alone counselor, puts the needs of themselves before the needs of their children?

I can't help but wonder how many people in the great State of California are really that sympathetic to your cause. After all there are at least a thousand current civil servants who will be losing their jobs this week, and yet they will watch you get thousands of dollars a week in free medical care, benefits, and education help. I'm sure when they are looking at their own children and wondering how they are going to support them; they will bare in mind the multi-million dollar leach that won't have to worry about the same problem.

There are several members of my family and extended family that work for the state of California- they range from firefighters, to retirement advisers, to teachers. So, yeah, its fucking personal. I don't know about you Octopussy but I prefer to have emergency services available to me and my family when we need it. I prefer to have teachers to educate my nieces and nephews. I prefer to have my grandparents receive their hard earned retirement checks.

What I don't "prefer" is to have someone lie you be the poster child for what is wrong with our state and federal system of benefits. I don't 'prefer' to see you take money from our education system to support your child-bearing hobby, or self-esteem issues. What I don't 'prefer' is to see you drag innocent children down with you as you spiral into a self-obsessed, justified martyrdom status of what it is to be a parent. Becuase guess what you silly twat - what you are doing is NOT what a parent does. What YOU are doing is what they classify in psychology circles as HOARDING.

Yes, that's right Hoarding. You would assume that a psychology major would recognize that? You seem to think that you are doing something noble but in the end you are hurting these children; and here's a newsflash - they won't forget it. Good luck with that.

The bottom line here is; someone should be reasonable for for the actions of this woman, because as far as I can see she didn't and couldn't act alone. The parents of this silly botch should be held partly accountable. The medical establishment who allowed this should be held accountable. The state of California and the eduction system should hang their heads in shame for enabling this bullshit to continue.

Oh, look there is another good word Ms. Octopussy should know - Enabling.

Vandalism - Art of the Uneducated Dumbass

Vandalism - The art of underage douchebags without the ability to form whole sentences or even spell whole words. Most often this form of "art" or " writing" can be demonstrated by individuals with the mental capacity of a nat, and is often used to communicate to other similarly educated mental giants. The brightly colored paint of choice is usually chosen for its attention grabbing qualities; because most of these 'artists' have the attention span of Lewis Black after four cups of black coffee; and without the pretty colors they would lose interest in what they are painting and forget why they were there. These individuals can be recognized by there brightly-colored, highly flammable, puffy bomber jackets; jeans straining to remain belted to the ass, and are four inches too short; knuckle-dragging; and general drooling, blank-stared, mess of a kid. Oh, and they usually can be seen with female groupies - just imagine all that was previously described but with streetwalker make-up, and harpie screeching-like voice.

Too harsh?

Nah. Here's why.

In the past week there has been a disturbing trend of gang-related vandalism, and other related activity in my neighborhood. The new developed base housing - which took more than two years to build and develop- has been the target for thousands of dollars of vandalism in just a few days. This activity hasn't been isolated to the new housing division. The new playground equipment, and walking bridge has also been targeted.

Of course I don't live in the affect areas, and I don't have children - so you might ask yourself why do I care - and here's my answer.

1. I may not live in the housing division, but my fucking tax dollars paid for it, and now more of mine and yours tax monies are going towards the repairs. Just one garage door is $5000 to replace, and they vandalized several. Therefore, our tax money will be spent replacing the door, keeping military families in TLF longer because of the repairs to the houses, as well as the extra money going to contractors to fix, and re-paint. Lovely.

2. Gang activity. I come for California. I know gang activity. In my experience the gangs are a result of low-income, angst riddled, disadvantaged teenagers that have economic reasons for being involved in gangs. It might sound like a stereo-type but I have worked with some of these kids, and I can sympathize with their need to feel apart of 'family' and unfortunately a family can be in the form of a gang.

And yet, the 'wannabe' gangster of this base are ridiculous and would be crying like little bitches if they were dropped into the real life of gangs. What the fuck do you middle-class, military brats get from posing as "Bloods". Really? You won't last two minutes in the hood. You're attempt at creating the 'Hood' in base housing is laughable. And Highly annoying.

3. Now its personal. Not only is my money being used to fix your sad ass attempts at being gangster; but it is forcing children to play in the playground behind my building (because you fucked up the new one), but you are causing me to lose sleep, and I *KNOW* one of you little mistakes is living in my stairwell.
I was lucky enough to spent a night listening to you and your little science-experiments running up and down the stairwell, and then running around base trying to avoid the cops trying to find your assess.

I know where you live. I know who your piss poor excuse for a parent is. And I'm not happy. Not a good combination for you.

One more thing.....

Where the HELL are the parents!!!!!! Who leaves a 16 year old kid alone and expect them NOT to do something retarded? Don't EVEN try to justify it or play dumb. How at 2:30 am do you not hear, see, or know where your teenage child is? You self-serving twat.

You have made this personal. The flip-flops are coming off, and I'm going to beat some common sense into you.

Road Retards!!!!

I screamed like a little bitch. The kind of noise you hear as it is happening, and you're thinking to yourself " Hey, what's that noise" and then it dawns on you that what you are hearing is *you*. Screaming like a child. MAMA! Yes. That was me last night.

In a few seconds I not only screamed like a bitch, but I almost found Jesus.

Before I tell you what brought me to pray for forgiveness - let me just say this -

Green means GO & Red means STOP, you douche!!!!

On base last night I made the horrible mistake of DRIVING. My husband had forgotten to leave some keys at work and we were heading back to drop them off. As I proceeded through an intersection, so did someone else - unfortunately for me - this person was coming from my left ACROSS the intersection!!!

Basically I had the fucking *green* light and this person was stopped at a *RED* in the turn lane coming from my left. Well, apparently in this person infinite wisdom and complete lack of concern for human life - he choose to go THROUGH red light and come barreling down on me at about 50 (the posted speed limit on base) - REALLY? YOU STUPID TARD!!!

Me - ARGHHHHHHH!!!!! Fucccckkkkkkkk!!! *>High pitched holler monkey sound<*

Husband - Shit!

Driver of other vehicle - Uh-oh.

Me - Turn away! Turn Away! *>slamming of brakes<* (I'm in middle of said intersection)- Now screaming that if you hit my Subbie going to get ghetto on your ass!!!! NOT THE CAR!!! NOT THE CAR!!! Take me! Take me!!

Husband - Bracing for impact

Driver of other vehicle - Smoking brakes. ( I think I hear him yelping too)

End result --> I could reach out of my car window and touch the HOOD OF THE OTHER FUCKING CAR! And I did.

In the end I'm freaking out, the other driver speeds off in the direction he was originally going and I'm looking at my husband saying - " um, really? Did he just drive off!".

I know who you are you douche! If I ever see you again I'm going to get all Latina on your ass! Who runs a red light! ON base not yards from the SP bldg. And it would have to be on the ONLY night I didn't see an SP sitting , and watching that section of road. Doh.

Green means Go. Red mean Stop. Here's your helmet and stickers you idiot.