Animal abuse and other sources of harmless fun.

As you might or might not know, we're coming to an arc that really annoys me. I'm not talking about how Phil won't admit that Marian played favorites or how John can't seem to interact with his children without threatening them because of his tendency to project his own need to bully others onto his children. Those stupidities will be covered later. I'm talking about the 'Farley gets garbage gastritis' arc. Once again, the irresponsible nitwits allow the poor creature to wander around loose swallowing down garbage and making himself ill. This would be bad enough were it an isolated incident but, as we all know, it's not. The one thing that we can count on is that the Pattersons never learn a blasted thing when their pets get loose or injure themselves.

This, I should think, is that the Foobs are pre-programmed by their creator with her belief that the misbehavior of pets is the pets' responsibility and not their own. A dog isn't a companion animal that has to be trained to live alongside human beings, it's a messy, slobbery, destructive clown of a creature there to make us laugh at the misery we stupidly inflict on it with our smug irresponsibility. The amazing thing is not that we see so many examples of casual brutality inflicted on innocent creatures by a creep. It's amazing that Kool-Aid Nation can look at the systematic pattern of abuse and think that Lynn loves animals.