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I have several question for everyone... Django Unchained. His first kill. Why did he hesitate? What did the Bounty Hunter tell him?

This isn't false equivalence, there is a very particular point.

And if you are truly for fairness and justice... tell me. Which choice (there clearly is more than two) Which of the choices that embrace fairness and justice allow the kid to "keep" his father?

And... since when, are our children shields against our indiscretions?

I very adamantly request that words NOT be put in my mouth. I find it easier to use movies in parallels with our lives. It's just a movie, with a rather more pronounced spectrum of deeds.

Choose what offends you carefully. It'll show you've actually put some thought into what your convictions are and have been.

Oh yeah. What is Hitler's kill count?

So.... yea we should refrain from using words we don't understand. Or at the very least, not use words we specifically assign our own personal meanings to.

That is not a friend. Friends don't stick around to speak ill of you to others when the opportunity arises. They do not let you dig your own ditches nor watch you hang yourself. A friend cares for your well being and calls you out on your shortcomings. They want to see no harm come to you nor you bring harm to others. A friend, most certainly does not provide a safe space where you feel welcome to impart negative things about their friend. The former, sticks around under the guise of friendship for the sake of gossip and info that can be of use. Basically for entertainment.

That is apparent in the behaviors displayed. So take those flags for what they are. And squint, ever so harshly at those that use that term so easily. Those that adore drama, gravitate to one another, that is how the gossip mill keeps turning. Collecting 'friends" like POGs, and waiting around for someone to come by and slam them hard enough to trade up, is quite the horrific tactic.

But hey.... at least you reveal this, and more.

I do not run.

I do not hide.

In being myself my ego may burn

But in being myself I take the most pride.

I bring you ill news as myself here tale turns.

I fear scarce few, and I'll never, ever... fucking hide.

Two poems, one unfinished. Ere a chord be but struck.
I tire of these games, and my unmistakably horrible luck.