Sometimes I just don't know what is happening to me, if I didn't check to see whether my bollocks were still there I'd of thought I just changed into a woman. Such is the power of watching emotional moments on youtube videos. This entire morning has been a drag and now it is a disaster as streams of tears flow from my eyes, I just can't do it anymore, I have to close down youtube and get out of this environment. For listed down the side of suggested vids is one after the other of tear jerkers.
It all began with watching a video about a mum talking to Dr Phil and confronting the parents of the teenager who had bullied her daughter. This was a bit odd in some ways for even the bully's parents considered the whole thing joke. Perhaps Dr Phil was not the right place for any of them to be. The next video was of a young lad who got bullied at school he was a large fat kid, and the bully was smaller, skinnier and insistent of trying to punch the fat kid in the face. He just kept on doing it, while someone was clearly recording the incident, probably to use it as a viral internet bullying record. The fat kid had enough he just picked up the skinny little one then threw him on the floor. That was all. The skinny runt was dazed and got up but stopped hitting him. I had seen a video a little like this before when the Gracie family got involved. They invented Brazilian jujitsu (BJJ). They in turn offered the victim free classes in jujitsu, which I thought was very good of them. One of the things I'd love to learn would be BJJ. But the real tear jerker was saved for last. It was of a couple going to a dog rescue centre in America. They were going to take in a bitch who just gave birth to 5 puppies. On the way they saw a small dog tied to a fence, sitting in it's own urine and faeces. They unchanged it and decided to keep it. Apparently it costs $25 to hand if your dog to the rescue centre so it's common for them to be tied up not far away in the knowledge at some time they will get rescued. They just can't afford it. The couple went to the centre and there they got into conversation with a member of staff and found they were talking about different dogs and puppies. In an ironic twist of fate they took in two sets of bitches and two sets of puppies. In all they ended up with 15 dogs. I thought they had actually given the chance of life to all these dogs which would of been exterminated otherwise. I can't consider how desperate people must be to give up their own family pets. It seems to me looking after dependent house pets is a bit like looking after people who are elderly or sick. It is a moral issue, one which should be done because it is human. Yet, in America with they have the world's worse health care system. So privatised and corrupt it is nothing more than a machine for making money to shareholders. Although Obama might of tried to do something about it, it's a fully broken system. I know for sure the health system in Cuba is a million times better. It's socialist and it's free. The very last video I watched was of returning armed forces personnel who had surprised their families. In one video while a family photo was being taken a marine stepped into it behind the grouping. A woman then looked at him and realised he was her son. In another video the camera person was in the sea, talking to two smaller girls and a woman. They asked what they will do when their dad/husband turned up. The girls said they would tell him they love him and always would, the wife said she would say "come here I want your body." Then in the back ground you see the water disturbed as someone is swimming close to the surface towards the small group. Only to stand up in full frog gear. It's the husband/dad. He says "Mrs S, I'm Mr S and reporting for duty. " I cried and cried.
I blame it on the rain. If it wasn't raining I'd of gone out on a long walk and then returned after another long walk. I spoke to Sparkling Eyes and she was indoors as well, apparently it was raining in Scotland as well as London. Sounds like we both need rescuing.
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