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This. A thousand goddamn times, this.](http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m3pty4gfmp1qewacoo1_500.jpg)
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Lol I don't know what to put here. I am a cosplayer, artist, seamstress crazy person extraordinaire. I'm here to stalk people(jk follow).
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fangirling about the perfectness of this perfect
Perfect… except that the hedgehog NEEDS A GUN. (Peter says, “Ideally, a Sig Sauer P226.”
Someone please deal with this. (BTW, Moriarty’s ID of Sherlock’s (John’s) gun? Inaccurate. )
So… Redwall/Sherlock crossover?
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SO MUCH LOVE FOR THIS! BUT I THINK IF I WERE TO REPLICATE THIS MY FRIENDS WOULD WANT TO SHOOT ME. THEY KNOW WHO THEY ARE, AND THEY KNOW HOW MUCH I LIKE TO FIDGET.
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Aaron Gouveia and his wife were already having the worst day of their lives. Then came the abortion protesters. [Source]
“You’re killing your unborn baby!”
That’s what they yelled at me and my wife on the worst day of our lives. As we entered the women’s health center on an otherwise perfect summer morning in Brookline, two women we had never met decided to pile onto the nightmare we had been living for three weeks. These “Christians” verbally accosted us—judged us—as we steeled ourselves for the horror of making the unimaginable, but necessary, decision to end our pregnancy at 16 weeks.
After extensive testing at a renowned Boston hospital three weeks earlier, we were told our baby had Sirenomelia. Otherwise known as Mermaid Syndrome, it’s a rare (one in every 100,000 pregnancies) congenital deformity in which the legs are fused together. Worse than that, our baby had no bladder or kidneys. Our doctors told us there was zero chance for survival.
I’m not a religious person and I’ve never believed in heaven or hell. But there is a hell on Earth. Hell is sitting next to the person you love most and listening to her wail hysterically because her heart just broke into a million pieces. Hell is watching her entire body convulse with sobs because she’s being tortured with grief. For as long as I live and no matter how many children we have, I will never forget that sound. And I vowed to do everything in my power to make sure she’d never make it again.
Across a crowded street, two people with “God Is Pro-Life!” signs and pictures of torn-up fetuses managed to drive the blade in even deeper. Again, I was left trying to console the inconsolable, feeling even more helpless this time, because I wasn’t allowed into surgery with her.
Running on pure adrenaline, and without even a hint of a plan, I grabbed my cell phone and crossed the street. I didn’t know what to say or how to say it, I just knew I wanted to make public the cowardice of these protesters. The video’s below—they didn’t disappoint.
I learned a few important things from this encounter. First, these people aren’t used to being confronted. They prey on the weak and they pounce on the wounded. It’s easy to berate people and shame them when they’re too beaten down to fight back. But I chose to do just that, and you can see what happened.
They spout the same tired rhetoric passed out at rallies and subway stations. They don’t have one salient response to any of my questions.
The most telling thing about their cowardice is when the woman on the right gets upset that I’m recording the conversation (which is perfectly legal) and then threatens to call the police. The irony is rich. She wanted to call the police because I was peacefully expressing my opinion on a public sidewalk and exercising my First Amendment rights, which is exactly what she was doing. But I’m not on “God’s side,” am I.
She also claims the women at the clinic are suicide risks. Even if she believed that were true, does she really think yelling at them and shaming them in public is going to encourage these women not to kill themselves?
After I took a walk and calmed down, it was time to pick up my wife and go home. When we pulled out of the clinic, the protesters were gone, and a police cruiser was parked nearby with the lights flashing. My wife, still groggy from the surgery, managed to crack a little smile, and asked, “What did you do?”
I have no idea if it was my interaction with the protesters that got them to leave. I doubt it was, but my wife was convinced that was the case. At first, I didn’t think of it as a big deal, and I actually felt a little foolish for getting so heated.
My wife, suddenly serious, pointed out a women entering the clinic. Within minutes, she said, that woman would be making a serious choice. Whether she kept her baby or not, it didn’t matter—what matters is that she can make the decision that’s right for her. And she can make it without people screaming at her.
My wife and I wanted our second child. We loved her. We even had a name for her, Alexandra.
You never know the circumstances surrounding this kind of decision. Consider this my plea: stop terrorizing women. Stop adding trauma to their trauma. If you’re able, stand up to these bullies in nonviolent ways. Speak out. And if you have a camera, use it.
—Aaron Gouveia is a regular contributor to The Good Men Project Magazine.
This is fucking beautiful.
I really hate these pro-life peeps. =/ They do not know the person, yet they feel obligated to guilt-trip them and basically make them feel like shit. YOU DON’T EVEN FUCKING KNOW WHY THEY’VE MADE THIS DECISION. The baby, like Alexandra, could have a fatal disorder or disease. FATAL. Meaning, the chances of survival are slim to none. Honestly people, THINK before you act.
/endrant
People like this, ugh I have no words.
Aaron Gouveia is my new hero.
ALL OF THIS! Seriously, those “protesters” are just sick. I respect that some people with uteruses will choose to give birth no matter what condition the fetus-to-be-baby is in, but running around yelling at people who don’t feel like risking their lives birthing a stillborn (or worse, a slowly dying child that can feel pain because they’ve been given the time to develop a nervous system) is all kinds of heartless, cruel and fucked up.
No one has an abortion for fun. How is that so hard to understand? All my sympathy to Aaron and his wife - I hope they never have to go through something like this again.
Abortion protesters can be some of the most thoughtless, cruel, opportunistic, sickening scum-suckers on the planet, no question. They think they’re doing good, but that just gives them the perfect excuse to work all kinds of evil. I’m sure their God would be so proud. (And I’d dearly love to see Jesus come back and kick their sanctimonious asses from here to kingdom come.)](http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lntlrq2Y0R1qd7hayo1_500.png)
Aaron Gouveia and his wife were already having the worst day of their lives. Then came the abortion protesters. [Source]
“You’re killing your unborn baby!”
That’s what they yelled at me and my wife on the worst day of our lives. As we entered the women’s health center on an otherwise perfect summer morning in Brookline, two women we had never met decided to pile onto the nightmare we had been living for three weeks. These “Christians” verbally accosted us—judged us—as we steeled ourselves for the horror of making the unimaginable, but necessary, decision to end our pregnancy at 16 weeks.
After extensive testing at a renowned Boston hospital three weeks earlier, we were told our baby had Sirenomelia. Otherwise known as Mermaid Syndrome, it’s a rare (one in every 100,000 pregnancies) congenital deformity in which the legs are fused together. Worse than that, our baby had no bladder or kidneys. Our doctors told us there was zero chance for survival.
I’m not a religious person and I’ve never believed in heaven or hell. But there is a hell on Earth. Hell is sitting next to the person you love most and listening to her wail hysterically because her heart just broke into a million pieces. Hell is watching her entire body convulse with sobs because she’s being tortured with grief. For as long as I live and no matter how many children we have, I will never forget that sound. And I vowed to do everything in my power to make sure she’d never make it again.
Across a crowded street, two people with “God Is Pro-Life!” signs and pictures of torn-up fetuses managed to drive the blade in even deeper. Again, I was left trying to console the inconsolable, feeling even more helpless this time, because I wasn’t allowed into surgery with her.
Running on pure adrenaline, and without even a hint of a plan, I grabbed my cell phone and crossed the street. I didn’t know what to say or how to say it, I just knew I wanted to make public the cowardice of these protesters. The video’s below—they didn’t disappoint.
I learned a few important things from this encounter. First, these people aren’t used to being confronted. They prey on the weak and they pounce on the wounded. It’s easy to berate people and shame them when they’re too beaten down to fight back. But I chose to do just that, and you can see what happened.
They spout the same tired rhetoric passed out at rallies and subway stations. They don’t have one salient response to any of my questions.
The most telling thing about their cowardice is when the woman on the right gets upset that I’m recording the conversation (which is perfectly legal) and then threatens to call the police. The irony is rich. She wanted to call the police because I was peacefully expressing my opinion on a public sidewalk and exercising my First Amendment rights, which is exactly what she was doing. But I’m not on “God’s side,” am I.
She also claims the women at the clinic are suicide risks. Even if she believed that were true, does she really think yelling at them and shaming them in public is going to encourage these women not to kill themselves?
After I took a walk and calmed down, it was time to pick up my wife and go home. When we pulled out of the clinic, the protesters were gone, and a police cruiser was parked nearby with the lights flashing. My wife, still groggy from the surgery, managed to crack a little smile, and asked, “What did you do?”
I have no idea if it was my interaction with the protesters that got them to leave. I doubt it was, but my wife was convinced that was the case. At first, I didn’t think of it as a big deal, and I actually felt a little foolish for getting so heated.
My wife, suddenly serious, pointed out a women entering the clinic. Within minutes, she said, that woman would be making a serious choice. Whether she kept her baby or not, it didn’t matter—what matters is that she can make the decision that’s right for her. And she can make it without people screaming at her.
My wife and I wanted our second child. We loved her. We even had a name for her, Alexandra.
You never know the circumstances surrounding this kind of decision. Consider this my plea: stop terrorizing women. Stop adding trauma to their trauma. If you’re able, stand up to these bullies in nonviolent ways. Speak out. And if you have a camera, use it.
—Aaron Gouveia is a regular contributor to The Good Men Project Magazine.
This is fucking beautiful.
I really hate these pro-life peeps. =/ They do not know the person, yet they feel obligated to guilt-trip them and basically make them feel like shit. YOU DON’T EVEN FUCKING KNOW WHY THEY’VE MADE THIS DECISION. The baby, like Alexandra, could have a fatal disorder or disease. FATAL. Meaning, the chances of survival are slim to none. Honestly people, THINK before you act.
/endrant
People like this, ugh I have no words.Aaron Gouveia is my new hero.
ALL OF THIS! Seriously, those “protesters” are just sick. I respect that some people with uteruses will choose to give birth no matter what condition the fetus-to-be-baby is in, but running around yelling at people who don’t feel like risking their lives birthing a stillborn (or worse, a slowly dying child that can feel pain because they’ve been given the time to develop a nervous system) is all kinds of heartless, cruel and fucked up.
No one has an abortion for fun. How is that so hard to understand? All my sympathy to Aaron and his wife - I hope they never have to go through something like this again.
Abortion protesters can be some of the most thoughtless, cruel, opportunistic, sickening scum-suckers on the planet, no question. They think they’re doing good, but that just gives them the perfect excuse to work all kinds of evil. I’m sure their God would be so proud. (And I’d dearly love to see Jesus come back and kick their sanctimonious asses from here to kingdom come.)
(Source: ih8religion)
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Ahahaha oh gosh this is hilarious! Micheal needs to see this RIGHT NOW.
Ahahahahahaahah.
Oh no. Not music humor. Anything but music humor. We don’t want him hooked on puns again. We just finished weening him.
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I’m considering cutting my hair short. Photoshopped what I kinda want.
![crowdog66:
nonesane:
becauseitsfunnycuteawesome:
littlemissraechu:
hannahisawful:
Aaron Gouveia and his wife were already having the worst day of their lives. Then came the abortion protesters. [Source]
“You’re killing your unborn baby!”
That’s what they yelled at me and my wife on the worst day of our lives. As we entered the women’s health center on an otherwise perfect summer morning in Brookline, two women we had never met decided to pile onto the nightmare we had been living for three weeks. These “Christians” verbally accosted us—judged us—as we steeled ourselves for the horror of making the unimaginable, but necessary, decision to end our pregnancy at 16 weeks.
After extensive testing at a renowned Boston hospital three weeks earlier, we were told our baby had Sirenomelia. Otherwise known as Mermaid Syndrome, it’s a rare (one in every 100,000 pregnancies) congenital deformity in which the legs are fused together. Worse than that, our baby had no bladder or kidneys. Our doctors told us there was zero chance for survival.
I’m not a religious person and I’ve never believed in heaven or hell. But there is a hell on Earth. Hell is sitting next to the person you love most and listening to her wail hysterically because her heart just broke into a million pieces. Hell is watching her entire body convulse with sobs because she’s being tortured with grief. For as long as I live and no matter how many children we have, I will never forget that sound. And I vowed to do everything in my power to make sure she’d never make it again.
Across a crowded street, two people with “God Is Pro-Life!” signs and pictures of torn-up fetuses managed to drive the blade in even deeper. Again, I was left trying to console the inconsolable, feeling even more helpless this time, because I wasn’t allowed into surgery with her.
Running on pure adrenaline, and without even a hint of a plan, I grabbed my cell phone and crossed the street. I didn’t know what to say or how to say it, I just knew I wanted to make public the cowardice of these protesters. The video’s below—they didn’t disappoint.
I learned a few important things from this encounter. First, these people aren’t used to being confronted. They prey on the weak and they pounce on the wounded. It’s easy to berate people and shame them when they’re too beaten down to fight back. But I chose to do just that, and you can see what happened.
They spout the same tired rhetoric passed out at rallies and subway stations. They don’t have one salient response to any of my questions.
The most telling thing about their cowardice is when the woman on the right gets upset that I’m recording the conversation (which is perfectly legal) and then threatens to call the police. The irony is rich. She wanted to call the police because I was peacefully expressing my opinion on a public sidewalk and exercising my First Amendment rights, which is exactly what she was doing. But I’m not on “God’s side,” am I.
She also claims the women at the clinic are suicide risks. Even if she believed that were true, does she really think yelling at them and shaming them in public is going to encourage these women not to kill themselves?
After I took a walk and calmed down, it was time to pick up my wife and go home. When we pulled out of the clinic, the protesters were gone, and a police cruiser was parked nearby with the lights flashing. My wife, still groggy from the surgery, managed to crack a little smile, and asked, “What did you do?”
I have no idea if it was my interaction with the protesters that got them to leave. I doubt it was, but my wife was convinced that was the case. At first, I didn’t think of it as a big deal, and I actually felt a little foolish for getting so heated.
My wife, suddenly serious, pointed out a women entering the clinic. Within minutes, she said, that woman would be making a serious choice. Whether she kept her baby or not, it didn’t matter—what matters is that she can make the decision that’s right for her. And she can make it without people screaming at her.
My wife and I wanted our second child. We loved her. We even had a name for her, Alexandra.
You never know the circumstances surrounding this kind of decision. Consider this my plea: stop terrorizing women. Stop adding trauma to their trauma. If you’re able, stand up to these bullies in nonviolent ways. Speak out. And if you have a camera, use it.
—Aaron Gouveia is a regular contributor to The Good Men Project Magazine.
This is fucking beautiful.
I really hate these pro-life peeps. =/ They do not know the person, yet they feel obligated to guilt-trip them and basically make them feel like shit. YOU DON’T EVEN FUCKING KNOW WHY THEY’VE MADE THIS DECISION. The baby, like Alexandra, could have a fatal disorder or disease. FATAL. Meaning, the chances of survival are slim to none. Honestly people, THINK before you act.
/endrant
People like this, ugh I have no words.
Aaron Gouveia is my new hero.
ALL OF THIS! Seriously, those “protesters” are just sick. I respect that some people with uteruses will choose to give birth no matter what condition the fetus-to-be-baby is in, but running around yelling at people who don’t feel like risking their lives birthing a stillborn (or worse, a slowly dying child that can feel pain because they’ve been given the time to develop a nervous system) is all kinds of heartless, cruel and fucked up.
No one has an abortion for fun. How is that so hard to understand? All my sympathy to Aaron and his wife - I hope they never have to go through something like this again.
Abortion protesters can be some of the most thoughtless, cruel, opportunistic, sickening scum-suckers on the planet, no question. They think they’re doing good, but that just gives them the perfect excuse to work all kinds of evil. I’m sure their God would be so proud. (And I’d dearly love to see Jesus come back and kick their sanctimonious asses from here to kingdom come.)](http://goodmenproject.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/10/Picture-43.png)
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