What a great week this has been! We’ve had drama, lies, chicanery, oh and more drama! While the Anti-Slaughter people were out uncovering facts and truths, the PSAs have been very busy lying and bringing the drama. In fact, it’s been so entertaining, I’m considering giving my TV set away to one of the poor people in Rockville, MO who won’t get to work at the equine version of Auschwitz anytime soon. So, remove all liquids from the vicinity of your computer lest they shoot out your nose and ruin your keyboards because it is once again Point and Laugh Friday. Today’s blog is brought to you by the letter `B’ for buffoon.
You know the old saying about shit rolling down hill? Well what better place to kick off the festivities than with the biggest asshole of all the PSAs? That’s right, you know her, you love to hate her, you can’t believe she’s for real…..Slaughterhouse Sue! What an epic week Ole Suey had. She kicked things off by snuggling up to her loyal Facebook posse and posting a polite, but heartfelt email voicing some concerns with the proposed slaughter facility in Missouri that was sent to her by a concerned person. In fact, Slaughterhouse Sue even admitted it was a respectful email and that is why she dignified it with a response. Sadly, rather than act like a professional, Suey elected to post the email up on the UH page along with her rude and condescending response. She also decided to leave the person’s full name and email out there for all her unstable followers to have their way with. Of course the collective UH, like the good little minions they are, all cheered on their fearless leader and simultaneously wet their panties.
Because Slaughterhouse Sue loves people crawling up her ass almost as much as she loves the taste of horse meat, she dropped some more propaganda on her faithful followers. This time it was an undated letter from what she said was a resident and attorney from Kaufman, Texas. She assured one and all that this was the absolute TRUTH of what really happened there, blood on the streets be damned. She neglected to mention the letter was from the lead attorney for the slaughter plant that got run out of town after years of violations and court actions. Why let a minor detail like that get in the way of all those kudos? Unfortunately for Suey, there was a bomb waiting to drop as she posted up articles heralding her new slaughter plant in Rockville that she promised would be open within months. One of the readers of this blog foreshadowed what was to come when they promised a big surprise in the next few days in the comment section. (Seriously guys, if you want to be in the know, read the comments on this blog. Some awesome people contribute here)
A few days ago The Animal Welfare Alliance dropped one of the biggest bombs yet by releasing the investigative report by John Holland outlining some fairly serious lies and scandal surrounding the Rockville facility. This wasn’t just big news on Facebook and various slaughter blogs, this hit the mainstream media and went global. Hysterical! It also meant that Slaughterhouse Sue went to ground and has not been heard from since this news broke despite her tribe back at the UH headquarters growing restless. One of them even had a moment of clarity that lasted long enough to post this: “I want to know if this article and the reports are true. The Investigative Report makes Sue Wallis look like a criminal.” It sets the stage nicely for the inevitable return of Suey and her attempts at damage control. Given how dependent she is on her followers’ support and encouragement, we should be in good shape for next week’s edition of Point and Laugh Friday. For now she has left loyal followers these words of reassurance, alledgedly from her phone in an airport last night: “Not true, folks. We are full steam ahead. Spread the word. Activists have no lower limits…” and “Not true. We are doing fine. As Dave said, desperate attempt by inept small town lawyer looking to keep her HSUS check…” Seems to me that if it wasn’t true, the media would have latched onto that by now rather than Suey having to count on her rapidly diminishing followers `spreading the word’.
With Slaughterhouse Sue either busy running around trying to cover her trail of deceit or composing even more crappy poetry, that left her right hand man Douchebag Duquette virtually unsupervised, unless you count the Holier than Y’all Theresa Manzella. Considering Holy Theresa is about as intelligent as a box of hair, you can probably guess that they brought the comedy too. Despite their assurances that the UH is ready to roll out their equine welfare programs right now, it seems they are more than a little broke. Rather than handle this little problem discretely, they pissed off one ex-supporter by not only not refunding her Summit and membership fees when requested, but also not returning her calls or emails. Lucky for all of us, they let it all play out in public, complete with posting private email addresses and an admission that the UH is so broke, Douchebag Dave is now having to issue refunds out of his own pocket. Things have become bad enough that at least one PSA was seen suggesting it may be time for an audit.
Moving on down to the turds of the PSA movement (Ha! See what I did there?), it’s time to check in with Mendy Tobiano and all the things she isn’t. One main thing she isn’t is employed anymore. After threatening to host a mass euthanasia via bullet on her property, she allegedly managed to get about half her
hoard herd re-homed and we can only pray they come to know a better life without the threat of slaughter. After this blog pretty much proved Mendy and NT are one and the same, she is still flipping in and out of denial although letting one personality speak for the other more often than not lately. She also decided to run off and start another blog on her most favorite subject of all. Herself and her version of reality. I attempted to read it but found myself getting drowsy about half way through the first entry and called it a day. I’d far rather watch DVDs of The Trailer Park Boys where at least no animals get harmed in that world of make-believe. Now that she is unemployed, I’m sure that Mendy Tobiano will continue to be heard from on a regular basis as she just can’t seem to live outside of the drama zone. She is also free to spend even more time online pretending to be sexy *gag* and running around with her virtual skirt over her head begging for attention. Or at least she will be once she finishes shopping online stripper stores for her poor kid’s pageant wear. I truly wish I was kidding about that part too….
I bet y’all thought I forgot about Daffy Daphne, didn’t you? After last week’s Point and Laugh Friday, Daffy sent her mommy over here to spank me and call me some names in an attempt to defend her daughter’s honor and lack of horsemanship. It really became a clusterfuck due to the fact I had filtered `daphne’ in the wrong space and about half the comments from everybody, including the ones belonging to mommy dearest ended up in my spam folder. That’s all been sorted out although Daffy’s mommy has joined her in time-out due to registering a few accounts and post bombing me with the same illiterate crap. Does anybody happen to know what a “hoopie hilljack” is btw? Apparently I am one and I’m not sure how I should feel about that. At least now they can press their faces up against the window of this blog family style.
If Ole Suey hadn’t had herself such a banner week, Daffy would have been the hands down winner in bringing the drama. She rarely disappoints in that way. The beginning of the week was pretty much business as usual with Daffy doing her copy and paste and troll other boards looking for a fight schtick. Despite repeated requests from her buddies to knock that shit off, Daffy continued almost without pausing to change her kid’s diapers or feed her horses. Things really came to a head when a new group was started on Facebook for both sides of the slaughter issue under the guise of being drama free. Not only was Daffy not invited to be a part of that group, she also had her membership request denied. The meltdown that ensued rivalled the fourth of July for fireworks. Private messages were posted, wrecks were thrown and drama abounded. Whilst stomping her feet and turning purple, she posted this:
“But this person wants info, facts, ppl who have been there , done that. I AM that person, thats why the anti side hates me so much. I worked in a slaughter house, at each and every area. I handled everything. slaughtered horses, cattle, hogs, chickens, you name it came thru that small local house. “
Poor delusional Daffy, she thinks we hate her. I don’t hate her. I pity her a bit, but mostly I think she’s batshit crazy and funny as hell mixed with a healthy dose of disgusting on the side. Sadly, her cohorts lost their patience and sense of humor and unceremoniously kicked her ass out of their group and sent the rest of her family with her. So epic was the meltdown, they had to go private while they cleaned up the mess. Many of them blocked Daffy when they got bombarded with her whiny private messages begging to be let back in. When that didn’t work, Daffy admitted she was crying real tears and ran off and started her own group where people could ask her for her expertise on all matters of slaughter and horse abuse apparently. She even added some people against their will, so at least they get a front row seat for future meltdowns and can report back to the bat cave. Speaking of front row seats, Daffy could not see the carving up she received due to being blocked, but for people who accused some of us of being `Mean Girls’ they certainly did a mighty fine job with their version of a Daffy Burn Book. See for yourself….
“had to finally do it. I have blocked a fellow farter due to the incessant need to advertise her ‘attacks’ on other pages, her lack of spelling and grammar, her whining. She won’t see this, and quite honestly I don’t think she would recognize herself in my comments. To paraphrase… ‘better to be thought a fool than speak (or in this case TYPE) and remove all doubt. Sometimes ‘shut the hell up’ is advice that would be well taken”
“Me either. You know there are people that disagree with you, why go snooping around and then reporting on it like it’s a big shock? She does the same shit everywhere she goes, rambling incoherently half the time, with abysmal spelling and grammar. It’s been discussed among the admins of this group and others to kick her out of ALL of them!”
“She is pissed. Shes on my friends list and says shes in tears over being banned “for simply stating her opinion” I wonder how long it will take for her to contact me. She’s like this in her personal life also. Becky are her mom and hubby members here? If so she will get all her info from them.”
“I wish there was a way to know who is taking stuff off of here and passing it on to people who are not on this group. Someone-who-shall-remain-nameless pm’d me whining about something said here. Now I will say again, if I said it here, I’d say it to your face, but I do NOT like being harrassed with pm’s from someone who is not a friend, and doesn’t deserve 2 seconds of my time to further their whiny agenda. So if you are the guilty party, please go find someone else to play with, m’kay?”
“When a person is told umpteen million times, politely, to chill out, and then told very plainly to “chill the fuck out”, as I told DW yesterday, and they still don’t listen…um, yeah. Take the bitching to PMs, drama queens. Sorry to all of you who are taking the hit listening to the bitching, but gee, sorry…ratings were down and the Daphne Drama Shitshow was cancelled.”
“The DW show will always be going as long as someone will give her a stage. As for the carpet, well, we jerked it out from under her in HFA.”
These were just a few `samples’ of the carving session they all had over there. It went on for well over 100 posts and one genius actually floated out the theory that Daffy may be a mole for this blog. I can’t make this stuff up! I can assure our sorry little paranoiacs that Daffy is most definitely NOT a contributor to this blog in any way, shape, or form. Incase y’all haven’t noticed, I am decidedly `anti’ on the whole slaughter issue.
So, that was the week in PSA world. While we may not hear from some of our usual suspects while they lick their wounds and regroup, have no fear. There are plenty of other asshats in training and graduation day is just around the corner. In between all this buffoonery and drama, some really important things happened for the anti-slaughter movement this week. People on our side are working hard to reveal the truth and protect our horses and we shouldn’t forget that. Still, it’s pretty heavy and depressing stuff to discuss day after day, so it’s nice to take the time to laugh too. For that we owe a debt of gratitude to our PSAs as they truly are the gift that keeps on giving. Kinda like I hear herpes is……