The Montreal shooter was an incel terrorist from Alberta who hated women.
He was a socially conservative misogynist who felt entitled to women’s attention.
The solution isn’t to pretend these people don’t exist. We must make sure this never happens again.https://t.co/C0127QVx63
@mqharper@toomanymirras@cybelethebest Puhlease people who ask for things and then act like an a$$ when they get what they asked for are the ones with zero social skills.
Finally catching up on the legit information about the shooting in Montreal.
Why am I not shocked some piece of shit white guy from alberta who hates women decided to go on a shooting spree to die by cop?
These incels need to stop falling for the misinformation and lies the far right is feeding them.
Stop listening to manosphere podcasts that are only meant to enrage you, keep you alone and to keep you paying them money for their dating and success in life guides.
Make friends, get a hobby, go out and be social.
Stop feeding the hate machine.
You will always be the villain in an entitled persons story. Some people can’t tell the difference between being harmed and being denied. They receive your boundaries as an act of cruelty and your refusal to drop everything for them as a personal attack. They resent the discovery that your life does not belong to them.
When I was 12 I babysat this little girl for a couple of years. Every time I came over she’d drag me by both wrists into her room, all excited, and show me the new art she’d made that week.
She’d point at each piece and go, “Do the voice! Do the voice!”
So I’d switch into this over-the-top sports-announcer voice like I was calling the Olympics and say stuff like:
“Such form! Look at this level of coloring, folks! I haven’t seen such perfection in Crayola in a long time! And what is this? Jeff, she’s going for it… a monochrome pink canvas! I haven’t seen this level of bold artistic risk since the winter of 1932! And I gotta say… it’s absolutely splendid!”
She’d fall backwards onto her bed giggling like it was the funniest thing in the world.
At the end of every night, after we’d played and read stories, she’d get a little shy and ask me seriously, “Did you really like it?”
I’d always say yes and point out something specific. “I loved how you mixed the pink shades. That took real patience.” Then I’d tuck her in.
Years passed. I hadn’t seen her in a long time.
A few weeks ago I got a letter from her. She’d been accepted into three major art schools.
Inside the envelope was an old picture she’d drawn when she was little... a monochrome pink canvas. On the note she wrote:
“Thank you to somebody who saw the best in me.”
Man… I sat there reading it with tears in my eyes. I was just a 12-year-old kid doing a silly voice to make her laugh, but to her it meant the world. All those little moments where I genuinely praised her art and made her feel seen actually stayed with her.
Kids remember how you made them feel. Especially when you celebrate the things they love.
I’m so damn proud of her.
Elon Musk is one of the scariest men alive.
He should be deported from the U.S. for lying on immigration docs in the 1990s and never again allowed in this country.
On the same day he whined about being called a Nazi, he reposted what sure sounds like a call for racial genocide.
@Achrism@wells_ron223@t7_linda He said it in an interview- that’s why he turned his phone on when they left the stall to wash his hands. https://t.co/YSxoUZeNVH