You’re right. I don’t give a fuck about First Nations.
But that’s beside the point.
Go ahead and hand-stitch together the severed scrotums of 500 bullfrogs and wear them hanging behind your shoulders. Voila! You have a backpack.
This museum (like most, for obvious reasons) has a rule forbidding the use of back-mounted wearable storage, or backpacks, or indigenous baby-hangers, or whatever the fuck you want to call them.
They explained this to the guest, even offered the provision of a viable alternative, but no. This indigenous ‘Weinstein’ thinks her DNA and holier-than-thou status means she can ignore the rules and do whatever she wants.
Then she cries about the fact that she has been treated the same as everybody else and dipshits like you suck it up.
You’re right. I don’t give a fuck about First Nations.
But that’s beside the point.
Go ahead and hand-stitch together the severed scrotums of 500 bullfrogs and wear them hanging behind your shoulders. Voila! You have a backpack.
This museum (like most, for obvious reasons) has a rule forbidding the use of back-mounted wearable storage, or backpacks, or indigenous baby-hangers, or whatever the fuck you want to call them.
They explained this to the guest, even offered the provision of a viable alternative, but no. This indigenous ‘Weinstein’ thinks her DNA and holier-than-thou status means she can ignore the rules and do whatever she wants.
Then she cries about the fact that she has been treated the same as everybody else and dipshits like you suck it up.
Now eat your dick.
Your REPEATED ignorance isn't amusing. Go bother someone else.
Cope harder, buddy.