An advertisement AND a rant
14 years ago
Because annoying isn't annoying enough.
And I'm not just typing. I'm typing with my nose.
And I'm not just listening to music loudly. I'm listening to vuvuzela music loudly.
Anyway. Gayass commercial meme over with, I say you all should go watch
el-torpido because they are amazing at the arts.
But more importantly, he's not a jerk. While this is important for all people, because people should not be jerks at all, it's a rarity among furs, among artists, among furry artists, and especially among GOOD furry artists. Skill often begets popularity, and both of these things feed directly into a big giant tank attached to everybody's back. It's invisible, but it exists. I call it the Jerk Tank. Some people's Jerk Tanks fill faster than others, and there are certain things that we can do, or that are done to us, that cause it to fill faster. When it gets full, or when the person just feels like emptying it out a little, or if there's a leak, the person just turns into a Big Fat Fucking Jerk, and does everything humanly possible to be a giant fuckface.
Now, this is all well and good, because these sorts of things are normal emotional reactions. If you never have a Jerk Moment, there's something wrong with you. But some people (and I won't name in public, because they're actually sort of popular, and I do admire most of them aside from the point I'm about to make) have a sort of symbiotic relationship with the contents of their Jerk Tank. They continually seek out anything they can to fill it up faster, so they can unleash it on a near constant basis, and in return I presume they get something beneficial out of the arrangement. Or, the more likely scenario, is that they're really only doing it because they feel like being Big Fat Fucking Jerks.
Some people are more subtle about it, sometimes to the point where they only let their tank slip if you actually get to know them. But other times, you'll get people who are so unabashedly assaholic* about everything, that they might as well stick their Jerk Tank in an aquarium, because it's already on full display. Such overt displays include deliberate attacks on people, veiled declarations that they care not for anybody who has not already bonded closely with them, or even boasting about their accomplishments with wielding the Blacklist and Ban-buttons.
It is clear to me that those people afflicted with Hyperactive Jerk-Tank Production Syndrome, herein referred to as HJPS, are suffering from acute memory loss in regards to the main points of the Public Service Announcement I posted previously, and which is in my submissions for future reference. Therefore, it is my belief that they may, indeed, be cured of HJPS, but only with effort on their part. They must be willing to reach out to other people, as well as to recognize just what their problem truly is. Because nobody likes a jerk, but everybody is human.
*Assaholic. Adj. 1: the state of being a complete asshole, often with the implication that such a response to the given stimuli is unnecessary.
And I'm not just typing. I'm typing with my nose.
And I'm not just listening to music loudly. I'm listening to vuvuzela music loudly.
Anyway. Gayass commercial meme over with, I say you all should go watch
el-torpido because they are amazing at the arts.But more importantly, he's not a jerk. While this is important for all people, because people should not be jerks at all, it's a rarity among furs, among artists, among furry artists, and especially among GOOD furry artists. Skill often begets popularity, and both of these things feed directly into a big giant tank attached to everybody's back. It's invisible, but it exists. I call it the Jerk Tank. Some people's Jerk Tanks fill faster than others, and there are certain things that we can do, or that are done to us, that cause it to fill faster. When it gets full, or when the person just feels like emptying it out a little, or if there's a leak, the person just turns into a Big Fat Fucking Jerk, and does everything humanly possible to be a giant fuckface.
Now, this is all well and good, because these sorts of things are normal emotional reactions. If you never have a Jerk Moment, there's something wrong with you. But some people (and I won't name in public, because they're actually sort of popular, and I do admire most of them aside from the point I'm about to make) have a sort of symbiotic relationship with the contents of their Jerk Tank. They continually seek out anything they can to fill it up faster, so they can unleash it on a near constant basis, and in return I presume they get something beneficial out of the arrangement. Or, the more likely scenario, is that they're really only doing it because they feel like being Big Fat Fucking Jerks.
Some people are more subtle about it, sometimes to the point where they only let their tank slip if you actually get to know them. But other times, you'll get people who are so unabashedly assaholic* about everything, that they might as well stick their Jerk Tank in an aquarium, because it's already on full display. Such overt displays include deliberate attacks on people, veiled declarations that they care not for anybody who has not already bonded closely with them, or even boasting about their accomplishments with wielding the Blacklist and Ban-buttons.
It is clear to me that those people afflicted with Hyperactive Jerk-Tank Production Syndrome, herein referred to as HJPS, are suffering from acute memory loss in regards to the main points of the Public Service Announcement I posted previously, and which is in my submissions for future reference. Therefore, it is my belief that they may, indeed, be cured of HJPS, but only with effort on their part. They must be willing to reach out to other people, as well as to recognize just what their problem truly is. Because nobody likes a jerk, but everybody is human.
*Assaholic. Adj. 1: the state of being a complete asshole, often with the implication that such a response to the given stimuli is unnecessary.
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