Hell, we all like animated movies, bringing even old salts back to the magic of Bugs Bunny and friends. Today though, Bugs would probably be a bugman, fucked up the ass:
“It’s all fun and games until it comes time for Max to face his biggest challenge in the film: having his private parts inspected as part of the competitive process. Unlike the other dogs, Max has never had to endure any sort of groping, despite being “a tough dog from New York,” so naturally his partner Frank has to ease him into the process.
This is where the film “Show Dogs” takes what Maldonado describes “a dark and disturbing” turn for the worse. After repeatedly resisting Frank’s advances early on, Max finally reaches the day where he has no choice but to let the judge touch him in order to win the competition, so he reluctantly agrees.
“The judge’s hands slowly reach behind Max and he goes to his ‘zen place,'” writes Maldonado about perhaps the most disturbing scene in the film. “He’s flying through the sky, dancing with his partner, there are fireworks and flowers – everything is great – all while someone is touching his private parts.”
The deeply disturbing message being conveyed here – and to children, no less – is that, in order to achieve what you want in life, sometimes you have to let other people do things to you that are uncomfortable and invasive. In this case, allowing someone to touch your private parts could be a necessary requirement in order to “win” a competition.
This is how many actors and actresses make it in Hollywood, after all – and politicians in Washington, too. It’s actually been suggested that rape and pedophilia are obligatory “rites of passage” for many young stars and starlets to make it in the ‘biz, which is exactly what “Show Dogs” seems to be suggesting – using cute, fluffy animals, of course.”
Of course. We understand how hard it is for them. With great power comes great temptations…
And, yes, we are all deeply disturbed, even more disturbed than we were before reading all of this shit, and we are a very disturbed population sample, not your normal curve or standard deviation. (Fuck, a statistic joke, God help me!)
Worse thing though, like that mushroom case that I can’t find now with a 15 second search, the police, our friends, will soon be at our doors to perform a baton-enforced examination probing of genitalia and body cavities, while screaming like banshees:
I hope that they use warm batons.
Turd America
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