Dog Trainers, Owners, and Idiot Women

From the podium of Tarma Shena

I get into a lot of discussions on social media. Yes I try not to turn them into debates but that isn't always possible. People are hard. Mostly I deal with dog trainers, owners, and idiot women.

I know, I know, you're saying to yourself I thought Tarma was a women. Well, contrary to the "sir-ing" public, you'd be mostly right. Except I've decided I'm going with alien from now on.

You heard that right, I am going to identify as an Alien from here on out. Me and Oda, we'll be mates.

Why? Because I don't want to participate in the whining, male bashing, free loading, manipulating, abusive and backstabbing we want everything equal; but not that equal, portion of our society. I'm gonna stick with dogs, they are honest at least.

And speaking of dogs, if you post that you are having an issue with a dog you should expect to get comments on that situation. It's why you posted it. You are either looking for help or it's rage bait. Either way, comments are what you were after.

Here's what makes me head for my spaceship. People who actually NEED help. Regardless of their initial motivation, they need help.

I saw a thoughtful, polite, well written suggestion for a person who was having an issue with a rescue dog.

Their answer: "We have been doing this for twenty years"

Yes well, that really isn't the flex you think it is. Tenure does not equal best practices. Think of all the things we have learned in the last twenty years. Smartphones and flash drives didn't exist twenty years ago, work - life balance and self care were not a thing, and we discovered that there are exoplanets out there beyond our earth. Maybe we aren't alone after all.

I bet those aliens could show up tomorrow and show us that they developed this perfectly clean and absolutely silent propulsion system that runs on unicorn farts and will allow us to travel the universe. You can bet there is gonna be some idiot in the back saying how we've been using combustion engines for the last twenty years and we're just fine thank you.

In fact I'm pretty sure it's why they haven't shown up before now. I know how it goes because I've driven across the country several times. You need gas so you pull off the interstate, as the gas station comes into view you slow down and get a feel for the place, either stopping for fuel or accelerating and finding a new stop as your "spidey senses" urge you to flee.

I bet they come cruising in from behind Jupiter... slow down a bit as they drift past Mars. I can see them looking at each other, that's a NOPE, and they accelerate and slingshot past the sun looking for a better stop.

On the other hand there are probably idiot aliens out there saying that unicorn farts are bad for the environment and it's abusive to collect their gasses without their consent.

I digress.

Never be afraid to learn something new, don't let your ego get in the way of information, ask questions, get clarity, do better. For us, for our dogs, and for the aliens that may someday decide to stop because their tank is just that low.