It is a crackerjack sentence, but you could substitute in damn near any creature that walks the earth as the subject. Example - "The moment that neonate was handed off to a screaming girl in a harsh, frenzied environment was likely the moment it gazed at the short path to its doom."
Beiber really needs to be cut some slack. He's only a kid (albeit Canadian).
What sickens me about his treatment (in the media and in the web) is this piling-on. People smell blood and then go in for the kill. Humans are worse than sharks.
This simple fact fact that so many people that I can't stand can't stand Beiber makes me sympathetic to the guy.
I thought this would be a follow up post to the one a few days ago about the disabled Grand Valley Community College student and her mental security hamster.
The press coverage seems remarkably unfair to Tori McClure, the 18-year-old woman Justin Bieber handed the hamster to. If the hamster passed away from chronic renal failure, this was not Ms. McClure's fault. When the hamster started losing its hair, she brought him to a veterinarian. She didn't ignore the symptoms, or think vets were too expensive, she did the responsible thing.
Pets die. No matter how much you love them, and no matter how much care you take, unless your pet is a tortoise, odds are high you'll outlive your pet.
I don't understand this article. It's a joke, right? His "beloved" hamster, the one he gave away to a stranger in a parking lot died several months later.
Oh Ann, it is indeed redundant and unintentionally comic. But can't you take simple pleasure in the image of a hamster gazing at its short path to doom?
I'm put in mind of that Brady Brunch episode where--Marcia, was it?--said she'd never wash her--face, was it?--again. Or something like that. It's all getting so vague, so misty, so that was so back there and then. Whatever. Surely you know what I mean.
Each Day are the Little Terrors. Loud noises. Cat swatting at Cage. Light on, Light Off. Pulled out of Cage when Not wanting out of Cage. No Sense. When will Food Come.
My oldest daughter had a hamster named "Happy." One morning when she was about 9, she was very upset. The dog, a weimariner, had licked Happy to death. No wounds, just slobber.
She was very traumatized. I can tell because she became a lawyer.
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I would have thought a gerbil.
So... this isn't the daily Gatsby quote?
I thought Bieber WAS the hamster.
Cats have the same effect on hamsters.
Isn't the purpose of hamsters to teach young children about death?
I love that sentence.
Bieber gets mocked more than the Pope.
He gets an eternal wheel.
It is a crackerjack sentence, but you could substitute in damn near any creature that walks the earth as the subject. Example - "The moment that neonate was handed off to a screaming girl in a harsh, frenzied environment was likely the moment it gazed at the short path to its doom."
Is the hamster in this tale a metaphor for a bridegroom?
Animal rights group The California Hamster Association
Is that made up? I can't believe that's a thing.
Beiber really needs to be cut some slack. He's only a kid (albeit Canadian).
What sickens me about his treatment (in the media and in the web) is this piling-on. People smell blood and then go in for the kill. Humans are worse than sharks.
This simple fact fact that so many people that I can't stand can't stand Beiber makes me sympathetic to the guy.
Richard Gere was unavailable for comment.
I thought this would be a follow up post to the one a few days ago about the disabled Grand Valley Community College student and her mental security hamster.
The moment... was the moment...
Do you like that kind of sentence structure?
It has a comic feel that I don't think the speaker intended.
Argh. My apologies for the double post.
The press coverage seems remarkably unfair to Tori McClure, the 18-year-old woman Justin Bieber handed the hamster to. If the hamster passed away from chronic renal failure, this was not Ms. McClure's fault. When the hamster started losing its hair, she brought him to a veterinarian. She didn't ignore the symptoms, or think vets were too expensive, she did the responsible thing.
Pets die. No matter how much you love them, and no matter how much care you take, unless your pet is a tortoise, odds are high you'll outlive your pet.
The California Hamster Association has a website, at least.
When I'm not adult babying, the CHA is where I'm at.
Too many hamsters are trod underfoot, eaten by cats, or led by teens to their doom.
Rights for hamsterkind!
I don't understand this article. It's a joke, right? His "beloved" hamster, the one he gave away to a stranger in a parking lot died several months later.
How long are they supposed to live, anyway?
Hamsters have remarkably short life spans even in the best of circumstances.
I've done CPR on two.
Your mother was a hamster, and your father smelled of elderberries!
Sorry, couldn't help myself.
Didn't DBQ do CPR on a hamster also? Or am I confusing her with another commenter.
I know the mom in Jersey State (or whatever that truly weird movie was) did.
"Garden State" -- (the movie) sorry.
Same difference.
What is it about celebrityhood that makes people creepy?
Beiber seems to be the eternal child that is sexual symbol in a male form instead of a Gigi female form.
Heck with the Romans; the Greeks are back.
He looked up and said, "Ave Imperatore, te morituri salutamus".
Justin Bieber's music is pretty good if you slow it down to 1/8 speed.
I'm serious -- look it up on YouTube.
Q. How do you say hamster in Equadorian?
A. Hors d'oeuvre.
If you had a hamster, would you hamster in the morning? In the evening? All over this land?
Girls' rationalization hamster allows real hamster to die?
Hamsterbation!
Why are there no football teams named "the Hamsters?" We have a Badgers Team name.
Last year one of the Badgers cutely named Montee was beaten while scurrying across campus.
You want to see a hamster freak out?
Whisper two words to him.
Richard Gere.
Or one word.
Titus.
Oh Ann, it is indeed redundant and unintentionally comic. But can't you take simple pleasure in the image of a hamster gazing at its short path to doom?
Hamster, we hardly knew ye.
At it's very best a hamster's life is just a short path to doom. This one got to have a brush with greatness. Lucky hamster.
I'm put in mind of that Brady Brunch episode where--Marcia, was it?--said she'd never wash her--face, was it?--again. Or something like that. It's all getting so vague, so misty, so that was so back there and then. Whatever. Surely you know what I mean.
Please don't hate me, but - Memories
Naked Hamster Robot says:
People Big. Some Scary. Forget to Food Me Sometimes. Food.
Wheel. Must run on Wheel. The smell of cedar shavings. Food.
Push ball in Tube with tongue. Get water. Water comes down. Water always there. Mostly. Not always Food.
Big People pick me up, make squeaky noises with their mouth. I do not understand.
I poop in their Hand. They laugh. Want cage. Want back in cage.
Do not put me on Table. I run, People put Hand in way. Once, twice, more.
Hand smells of Cat.
Put me in Cage.
They hold Cat up. Cat squirms. Cat Looks at me. Paw twitches.
Want cage now. Want back in cage. Now.
This is Not Fun. I do not understand Fun. I understand Wheel. I understand Food. Wheel and Food is both in Cage.
Each Day are the Little Terrors. Loud noises. Cat swatting at Cage. Light on, Light Off. Pulled out of Cage when Not wanting out of Cage. No Sense. When will Food Come.
Do Not Bite the Big People, no matter What They Do. High in air. No Control.
Outside Dog barks. Will they Let Dog inside? I wait.
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You ought to look up Ken Nordine. (If you're not already familiar with him, of course.)
My oldest daughter had a hamster named "Happy." One morning when she was about 9, she was very upset. The dog, a weimariner, had licked Happy to death. No wounds, just slobber.
She was very traumatized. I can tell because she became a lawyer.
It's vermin. Good riddance.
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