My mum's abusive. I learnt early on that just because someone is a religious leader that doesn't make them a good person.
My dad was always the better of the two, I thought he was okay, but now he's older I've heard him express opinions I can't agree with, support for political ideals that are questionable at best. I'm not sure how I feel about it all.
Anecdotal, I guess, but my cat loves having her claws trimmed. She doesn't even do it for the treat. And she continues to scratch everything afterwards, which is fine, the only time we cut them is if she scratches us when playing.
I remember when one of my cousins shared a meme on Facebook that was made from a poem a wrote. I was very happy, but it was also a bit weird. He didn't know I wrote it.
“It’s the hope that’s important. Big part of belief, hope. Give people jam today and they’ll just sit and eat it. Jam tomorrow, now – that’ll keep them going forever.”
AND YOU MEAN THAT BECAUSE OF THIS THE POOR GET POOR THINGS AND THE RICH GET RICH THINGS?
“’s right,” said Albert. “That’s the meaning of Hogswatch.”
Death nearly wailed.
BUT I’M THE HOGFATHER! He looked embarrassed. AT THE MOMENT, I MEAN.