How to Train Your Dragon 2
Apparently dragons are like dogs. A lot like dogs. That’s what I got out of
How to Train Your Dragon 2.
Also, I heard a version of the simplistic message propagated by pitbull
owners: there are no bad dragons, just bad owners. That’s exactly what
that meth girl with cornrow hair screamed at me when I pulled her
pitbull’s stubby ears to get it to stop ripping the flesh from my leg.
Never mind that I had a dead perch I found by the
pond in my pocket (I was going to see if I could bring it back to life
with a 9-volt battery - I didn't so I will try a 12-volt). That’s not
the point and it confuses the narrative. The point is that pitbull
owners always say this, and it may be true. But most of them don’t have
the objective faculties to know whether they’re good or bad at owning a
dog. They think love conquers all and that dogs, by virtue of being
stupid, can’t be mean. None of these people sit at home, burning holes
into their dogs with a hot fire poker and think, “Man, I’m bad with
animals.” They largely try to compensate for their inadequacy with
humans by telling themselves they’re great with animals.
Thanks to
How to Train Your Dragon 2, we’re about to
have an epidemic of kids getting eaten by ugly dogs covered in scars. I
mean, tens of thousand of kids, maybe millions, all who thought the
owner with the Insane Clown Posse tattoo and all those scabs on his face
was a good person. Our parks are going to be a bloodbath. Worse, we’re
about to hear pitbull owners repeat this mantra ad nauseum with a
Hollywood kids’ movie as their reference.
read the rest of The Filthy Critic's review
HERE.
i love this
guy!