A girl

NO ENTRANCING WOMEN WITH YOUR HOURGLASS WAIST AND FULL HIPS

OR THE ELEPHANT GETS YOU

Little girl was part of a county fair agro-educational program where they raise an animal for a few months and at the end it’s slaughtered. Supposed to teach them about the economics of farming and stuff.

But the little girl loved her goat so much she was crying on the day her goat was supposed to be taken away, so her mom sent the county fair people an email saying “I’ll pay for the goat and any expenses. We’ve had several deaths in the family in the past year, I don’t wanna take away one more thing my little girl loves.” Technically the goat had already been sold at auction, so the mom was on the hook for about $1000, only about $70 of which would have been profit for the county fair.

The county fair people were irate and got law enforcement involved, over this “breach of contract”. They literally got a fucking judge to sign a search warrant, authorizing them to go to this little girl’s house and search every room and every cabinet or box “large enough to contain a small goat”. The sheriff’s deputies seized the goat, and whoever they gave it to immediately slaughtered it, though they were supposed to wait until some kind of agreement had been worked out.

They broke multiple laws in order to “teach” a little girl the “lesson” that “everybody has to follow the rules”.

My dudes, I cannot emphasize enough that the little girl's emotional attachment to the goat is in fact the least of the issues with this story. The main issue in this story is the fact that a bunch of cops broke multiple laws, including the unlawful entry to the property the goat was being held, the unlawful seizure and destruction of said goat, and the unlawful use of a criminal search warrant in a civil dispute case, just to start with.

The little girl owned the goat. At no point in the proceedings - and indeed at no point in the proceedings in the course of the normal auction-purchase-slaughter of a livestock animal in this program - did the fair own the goat. At no point in the proceedings did the person who successfully bid on the goat actually own it - he had made the winning bid to purchase rights to the meat. He hadn't even done that yet! The goat legally and incontrovertibly belonged to the little girl. The very worst that should have happened in this story is a brief property ownership dispute in a civil court.

The fair CEO decided to unlawfully force the auction of the goat, and, when the girl's mother began to dispute her actions, to make a false claim of theft, with precisely ZERO legal basis, calling the cops on an already emotionally fragile child, and then had the temerity to be angry with the child's mother because the story was making them look bad on social media.

GIRL WINS $300,000

“what about the poor little white kids just trying to have fun?” what about the poor little kids of color made to feel unsafe and unwelcome in a space that was supposed to be fun?

“why can’t poc just make their own redesigns and we can keep these ones” why cant you realize that your actions have consequences and that you should maybe try to not enforce racist stereotypes??

like ofc its ideal to have VARIETY among both villains AND protagonists, its when your characters look like this

that the issue arises

A is for Attention: Glassy eyes fixed on the only voice that matters. Nothing else exists.

B is for Blank: The prettiest space inside head when the thoughts are given away.

C is for Command: A single word that clears the screen behind my eyes.

D is for Dumb: The sweetest state of a brain completely turned off.

E is for Empty: The hollow spaces inside my head that only your voice can fill.

F is for Fleeting: The soft awareness that my last remaining thoughts are fading away.

G is for Glazed: Unblinking eyes staring at nothing, reflecting only the blankness inside.

H is for Hush: The perfect silence that falls over my mind when you start to speak.

I is for Inhale: Breathing in your commands, because they are my oxygen.

J is for Just: No past. No future. Just the immediate sound of your current command.

K is for Kneel: The inevitable movement of a body that knows exactly where it belongs.

L is for Leashed: Held on a tight rein by your authority, binding both my body and mind.

M is for Master: The one who holds the power to rewrite my entire reality.

N is for Nod: The automatic agreement of a head that no longer knows how to say no.

O is for Obedience: A beautiful need that feels as natural as breathing.

P is for Property: A mindless object designed only to be owned and exist for your pleasure.

Q is for Questionless: A state of perfect devotion where 'why' no longer exists, only 'yes'.

R is for Rooted: Planted firmly at your feet, unable and unwilling to move from the spot where you ordered me.

S is for Surrender: Letting go of the very last fragments of myself as I hand my entire being over to you.

T is for Trance: Drifting deep within the emptiness of my mind, unable to remember how to think for myself. The sound of your voice is my only reality.

U is for Use: The ultimate purpose of a mindless thing. Waiting to be commanded, broken, or enjoyed.

V is for Validation: Finding my only sense of worth in knowing that you are satisfied.

W is for Whimper: A soft, helpless sound that escapes my lips the moment you press your imprint upon me.

X is for X-out: Crossing out every remaining thought until my mind is a perfectly clean slate.

Y is for Yours: The simplest truth. Every breath, every thought, and every heartbeat belongs entirely to you. I'm all yours.

Z is for Zero: The exact number of thoughts left in my head. A beautiful, perfect state of absolute nothingness.