rough weekend for dogs.

* propane explosion kills a bunch of dogs, including martha stewart's new chow puppy.

* another dog wishes he had been included.

i know that by focusing negative energy at paris hilton, i am only making the problem worse. the best way to get rid of someone who is annoying is to ignore them, and they usually give up and go away. i also know that she is a person (well, allegedly) who deserves compassion and (probably) has feelings.

but i have to tell you, there is only one place for that girl in compassionate fascism, and that is wiping the brows of lepers or something, because that dummy needs to get a useful job fast. no free lunches in compassionate fascism, everyone can do something to help out. and, sorry, paris, but i can't think of a single thing you've ever done that has been helpful.

turn an entire generation of girls into giggling wanna-be whores? check.
fuel a huge demand for tiny dogs acquired from pet shops, which just encourages puppy mills, and also promote the idea that animals are basically consumer goods? check-a-rooni!
be a sad attention-starved energy vacuum who shows us the face of our future if we don't turn this ship around NOW? done.
almost single-handedly start the bizarre and pathetic trend of "accidentally" flashing your lady parts as a way to get attention? gross, done.

seriously, she's the grossest.

aren't we done with her yet, world?