i hope you get cancer™

Thursday, December 22, 2005

Bingo.

The new title has brought the first cancer nazi out of the woodwork. Amanda's all, "i don't want to come across as "oohhh...pity me!" or anything like that--but please consider another name for your blog. i'm not offended easily, but this crosses the line..." And I'm like, actually "oohhh...pity me!" is precisely how she comes across. OK, her young husband's illness, like anyone's, is crap with a capital c, and i'm sure the blog is therapeutic, cathartic, or whatever - but shit happens, you know? Cancer killed my mum, but so what, if it hadn't been that it would have been something else. Like maybe Amanda's hubby should think about losing a bit of weight if he wants to see 30. And then - with truly breathtaking hypocrisy - the not-easily-offended one hijacks a Maya Angelou poem about fucking slavery in the name of her cancer-wank!