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Offensive Ad Campaign

Has anyone seen the new flyer for Bell Sympatico ? I just found it on my
floor moments ago. If you haven't seen it it looks like this: There is an
image that looks like something from a medical book. It is titled "The
Female Body". There are closeups of different organs, but the page has been
diecut so it looks like the breasts and pubic region of the female form have
been torn out. Illustrations of the close ups of the ovary and what appear
to be the bladder have also been die cut out. The text reads: "You'll do
anything to protect your kids from inappropriate content. So will we."
Inside in big letters it says "Protect your family." I was so angry as I
processed this image that I was shaking. Is medical information
inappropriate content ? What about educational information ? How is
ignorance protective ? How does ignorance protect your family ? And why is
it the female  body ? Is that in itself obscene ? I sent an angry email to
Bell, and I suggest that anyone else who is as angry about this as I am do
the same. When did it become 1952 again ? I am very appalled.

~Andrea

 

To let Bell know how offensive this ad is, call the Bell Canada's Executive
Office of Customer Relations at 1-800-267-7734.

Bell Canada Enterprises Communications
1000, de La Gauchetière Ouest, Bureau 3700
Montréal (Québec) H3B 4Y7
Tel.: 1 888 932-6666
Email: bcecomms@bce.ca

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Email: complaints@adstandards.com

 

Anger I am one of the rare few who actually likes my anger....It's bad, it's
quick, but fuck it. Why do I have to tailor my anger to please people with
overly sensitive personas that just don't get it? I value that my bad and
quick temper is usually a catharsis upon realization that this world is so
fake and it stinks like garbage. Here are the reasons that people should be
angry with:
1) False fuckwit leaders like Bush
2) Why no one in this world has anything SUBSTANTIAL to say anymore. Let's
talk about fashion, let's talk about the movies, let's talk about the
theate.....WHO FUCKING CARES ? If anything, people should be asking
themselves everyday, " Gee, I live in a busy world...but what did I learn
today that is profound? "
3) Ghetto, uneducated women with 2 or more children, divorced, lives in the
ghettos, meets and fucks men online, fat and pretty dog-faced, who has the
audacity to put me down. I ask them now, " Who the hell do you think you
are talking to? If you only knew what kind of mind and power I have, you'd
be crying. "
4) Why women do not celebrate singledom and sexual freedom. WOMEN!~ Sex is
an enlightenment! Learn to use it and OFTEN.
5) Everyone is an end product of a cookie-cutter. WHY CAN'T ANYONE HAVE
ANYTHING REVOLUTIONARY TO SAY AND CONTRIBUTE?
HOw do I deal with my anger when it really is raging?
- snap first and tell the person that angered me that they can pretty much
fuck off, at the exception that they take my advise.
- work out like a demoness at the gym...take it out in my spin class or
running...and then calm down with yoga.
- tell my handsome and sexy man about it, so we can lie in bed and have sex.

 

Comments on: Cold Hearted Bytch

I have never understood as to why I was labelled a " bitch " in highschool
and that word basically turned into " difficult and tempestuous " in
University and now, the word " bitch " has turned into " ball buster ". I
guess, this is telling me that being a " cold hearted bitch" is synonymous
to being " hostile " towards men. I think then, that people who label me
with such are clueless and really have nothing substantial to say. I am a
so-called " cold hearted bitch" simply bc I stick to what I want and take
every politically correct measures to attain it. Furthermore, I am simply
blunt. Thirdly, I am quite satisfied with the knowledge that I love sex and
when single, I indulge in it with such avarice that I couldn't care less
whether men's emotions are getting entangled in the way of " casual
companionship". Fourthly, I accept challenge from all wakes of life and take
it. To put it simply: I live life with the refusal to succumb to any
stereotype and this makes me a " bitch ". Cold hearted or not.

 

Comments re: Girls I Once Knew
Highschool....was pretty much HELL. I thought that I must've seriously
murdered someone in my past life to have had such a horrible and emotionally
debilitating time. Now that I am a successful 25 year old woman, I have to
really go back and commend myself for holding my own against the wind. The
one thing that made highschool hell for me was that I was truly different.
I was Filipino but not born here so that made me a " F.O.B" ( " Fresh of the
Boat " ) which is a " sin" in itself according to the popular crowd. But oh
wait! I wasn't entirely raised in the Philippines, but more so in Europe
and had a British accent that everyone made fun of. I was an honour roll
student and I spoke 5 languages. ( To them, it was almost blasphemous to
have a Filipino with a British accent speaking 5 languages amongst them...)
I had to be either a " F.O.B " ( which I was not ) or a popular Filipino
girl born here, with no trace of British accent, but just plain old "
Canadian eh " accent. So, not only did I have to suffer bc I was European
raised, but I was also highly educated. The greatest sin that truly
ostracized me from the popular peer was one day, I opened my mouth about sex
and spoke freely about it at the age of 14 in Grade 9! ( GASP! SACRILEGE! )
And to top it all off, my sense of European fashion was ridiculed bc it
wasn't up to par, according to the commercialized Nike clan. From then on,
I was labelled a " slut " and pretty much had to face the sneers of the
popular guys who wanted to date me but ridiculed me in public. I had to
hold a brave face at the sneering, downcast looks of the popular girls who
lined the hallways, applying their oh-ever-so-popular M.A.C Chelsea
lipstick. So, what was I left to do, a " slut" who was also a " geek" at
the same time, bc the only ones who had the courage to hang out with me were
the geeks in blazers? I, the " geek slut " became even stronger. I created
a goal and that was to be successful in every way ( love, money,
friends..family was already a given ). And I did. I graduated and became
the strongest woman I can be. So strong, that sometimes, I almost feel like
I am not real. But one thing was sure: I had envisioned myself as
successful from young, and my life now is not any different at all from that
vision. I guess, tables always turn and the " geek slut" will always
triumph in the end. After all, right now, as grown women, don't we all like
to know that we are smart and sexy ( synonymous to the somewhat cruel
highschool stereotype of " geek slut " )?!!! I guess, the tauntings of the
popular peers did turn out to be true after all, in a way.
P.S. Did I tell you that most of the highschool people that were popular
then are now either in:
- destitute positions?
- working as stock boy/girl at Sears?
- pregnant with 2 other children from different men?
- druggies? strippers?

 

WHAT CONSTITUTES A GOOD MAN

- Quiet modesty and confidence
- a great leader and fighter of ideals
- a man of decisive action
- grace that is NOT equated to that of a ballerina's
- a fiery mind and passion
- a strong and purposeful one
- highly educated in all wakes of life
- willing to appreciate life
- makes a temple out of his body
- high sexual libido and propensity to experiment
- a perfect nose

 

EVOLUTION OF IDEAS
Sylvia Plath proposed that being a mother and a housewife was the only way she could really be free because it allowed her to grow intellectually. Put that against Germain Greer’s proposal that resigning to motherhood and housewifery basically means that you’re throwing your freedom away.

 

Now, I remember when I was in my full-blown feminist stage, at fifteen or sixteen, I was reading a lot of Germain Greer and the like and I was so: “I’m never going to be a housewife. I’d rather die. Why would anyone do that to themselves- be crippled by a man?” But now I think I’m leaning towards Sylvia Plath’s point of view.

 

I don’t have a strong work ethic, by which I mean there is no definite profession that I hold any real interest in (besides writing, but most people laugh at that being called a “profession”). But that’s not to say that I’m not driven. If there is something I decide I want, work wise or other wise, I will do everything and anything to get me where I want to be.

 

At fifteen or sixteen I’m sure I had it in my mind that the most important thing for my future was to make sure that I was a strong independent woman who didn’t rely on anyone else for anything. But now, I think I’ve grown to disagree with myself, because that idea seems very stereotypical and trite to me. Because a single mother with five kids and a full time job would be considered a strong independent woman by my aforementioned definition, which I don’t believe is true. I believe that they were weak and subservient enough to let themselves be left supporting five kids by herself. A strong independent woman would have made the father take them (for some of the time at least) and would have ensured that she received ample child-support.

 

Anyway, at this point in my life it’s much more important for me to have the time to “grow intellectually” than to have a decent sum of money in the bank and a good, enviable job. I am much happier envisioning myself sitting around reading and writing and getting published with no payment while my husband enables me to do just that. Wouldn’t that be an excellent revenge on men- have them pay your way while you do whatever it is you want. But don’t get me wrong. I’m never going to be cooking and cleaning for anyone and I certainly won’t be having the kids. And there’s also the issue of being financially independent so you can leave him if you want/need to.
My point is that I can see how much I’ve changed in the past few years, all because of my idea of what it means to be a strong and independent woman. It’s not the stereotypical analogue anymore, it’s the idea of living however I want to live, and if that means sitting around and reading all day while someone else supports me, then so be it.

 

Having said that, my pride, dignity and overwhelming need to have the right to be arrogant would only let me do this after I’ve made a name and a decent reputation for myself in whatever field I endeavor. Because strong and independent does not mean relying on someone else’s money and doing absolutely nothing- even if THAT is the life you want to live.

 

Lauren Sassella

 

My sister-in-law and my brother are a bunch of idiots!

My brother and his wife wouldn't let my niece visit my parents and they wouldn't let her visit me unless she was sick and they needed a babysitter. They are piggy, greedy people who only call when they need something.

And we put up with them being that way ever since they got married, trying to let go of our expectations for them, praying (really hard) that our family could find love and acceptance, even as they treated us so poorly.

I never knew how far they would take their selfishness and stupidity.

Now that their home is remodeled and my niece is out of the hospital and doesn't need anyone to baby-sit her (both my brother and sister-in-law are taking medical leave for the next three months), my parents and I find ourselves in the heart-wrenching position of being shut out of my niece's life again.

My little niece is the only one who's worth a damn in that so-called "family." My brother and sister-in-law and my teenage nephew who apparently has followed their example are so ignorant and shortsighted. They want to keep all information about my niece's condition a secret from the rest of the family. If they were smart, they would want to designate a few other adults that were up to date on my niece's care, in case anything ever happened to them (which, as much as I despise them, God forbid).

I keep praying, meditating, and cleaning my house, exercising, hoping that all of the anger will channel itself into more positive activities. These thoughts and feelings cause so much physical and emotional illness. I have read other postings and know I am not the only one going through this.

Sometimes it's hard to believe that these people are actually a part of your family.

~name withheld

 

I hate my sister's stupid husband. He tells her what to think, what to say, and what to do. I don't know why she puts up with him. He is a rude inconsiderate annoying bastard. He can't support the family, and she can't work because "it is too stressful" (wtf?) and so they mooch $$$ off my parents and grandmother each month to make the bills. Why did she have to ruin her life by marrying this idiot? Why! Why! Why! Why doesn't she respect herself enough to demand respect from him? Why does she let him treat her like shit? Why does the entire family have to avoid seeing them because no one can stand him, or the person that she has become since she married him? My sister is a good person, and she deserved better than this.
Sara

 

Greedy Sister-in-law

I hate my Sister in Law. She is uneducated. Undermining and a scheming bitch who won‚t participate in anything that she doesn't have any financial gain in.

She was married when she met my brother. She met my brother online at 7 PM and was screwing his brains out at 10 PM, while her then husband was home with their kids waiting for her.

The day she divorced the poor soul. She and my brother walked 20 yards down the hall to get a marriage license. (tacky) Did I mention that she has never had a real job? Has no education and is receiving $1,000 a month in child support for her two kids from the poor sucker that married her in the first place.

Promptly after marrying my ignorant brother, she made it her business to call my 80 year old grandmother and ask for money to get my brother out of debt because as she said to me. "The debt collectors just wouldn't stop calling us!"

My grandfather gave them $10,000 for a down on a house. Well, Grandpa had a stroke last July, and guess who took care of taking care of driving my Grandma to see Grandpa EVERYDAY to and from the hospital, and rehab and Dr‚s. visits. ME!! They both only came to visit him TWICE!! Grandpa died September 8th. I sat there watching them cry wondering if they were just crying over their cash flow disintegrating.

She has Grandma wrapped so tightly around her finger. She drives 1 hr each direction twice a month to pick up her "supplies". I.E. Diapers, Detergent, food etc. That my grandmother keeps their house nicely stocked.

I was shocked to find out that while Grandpa was in the hospital my brother called my Grandma to ask if she could pay his mortgage as he was a little short that month.

My husband and I found that we are pregnant last October. Darling Sister-in-law writes to me saying she's sorry for all the differences we have had, and wants to be a good aunt to our child. She then volunteers to throw a baby shower. Four months into my pregnancy my brother calls saying that Dear Sister-in-law can't throw the shower because "she just has too much on her plate." She doesn't work, has a one year old, and two kids in Jr. High.

Busy doing what? Everytime I call everyone is napping.

So my best friend, single mother of three, who works 12 hr shifts, is throwing me a shower instead.

Sister-in-law then tells me that she can't come to the shower because she is just too busy. (Like I cared) Maybe she was smart enough to know that practically everyone I know I have told what a complete shit she is.

And so the story unfolds.

Last spring I surprised my Grandmother by stopping in for a visit. I happened to be in the neighborhood doing some work. After having a nice impromptu visit with my Grandmother, and saying hello to my brother and his dear wife and family whom happened to be stopping by also. Dear sister-in-law emails my mother, bitching, and telling her that they did not appreciate me SPYING on them. (Mom, thank you for letting me in on that email.)

We both agreed at this point that she is NOT a stable person.

She was there getting her bi-monthly pickup of supplies. I guess that is why she thought I was spying on them. I haven’t figured out if she’s embarrassed or feels threatened.. hmmm

Looking back, I recall that she and my brother were trying to have a child before they were ever married. Why was she so desperately trying to get pregnant? I think know? Old fashioned job security.

I also recall a phone message that she left on MY answering machine for my brother, after she kicked him out and he was staying with me. She states. "You have a son now! YOU‚RE GOING TO PAY ME!" (Please see above)

And the Climax.

Well, my brother last week in one of their many spats apparently got smart, and set up Yahoo instant messaging to archive. Dear Sister-in-Law apparently has been seeing another man on the side and was caught quite red handed in discussing their sexual liaisons where they have met in real life.

Kudos to my brother for bringing this awful information to our parent‚s attention, and mine to for that matter. I am quite tired of her games. They are too.

I am I true believer in Karma. You reap what you sow, and it was just a matter of time.

In the end I think we all will be paying for my brother’s mistake. I have a wonderful nephew, and two very sweet nieces. It’s just too bad they have such an awful person for a mother.

My brother now rents a room from a man, he’s been kicked out of his own house and pays the mortgage on a house he can only mow the lawn at.

I think I understand now why her former in laws have severed all ties with her and only send gifts to their granddaughters and refuse to see sweet ex daughter in law or their grandkids.

My husband and I now have a beautiful baby boy! Darling Sister-in-law has never come to see him after his difficult birth and has never acknowledged his existence. (They live 30 miles away.) Do I care? Not really, I have a wonderful husband, Parents, in-laws, and the best friends‚ God could ever grace me with.


I wonder now if she has seen this posting? I guess my question would be. Am I accurate in my account of your awful behavior?

~Name withheld

 

Betrayal; who love's ya baby!
Betrayal happens to us all.
It happened to my mother when I was 5 years old. My father had an affair, good for him I guess, bad for my mom. So in her state of being betrayed she sought consolement, a friend, a shoulder to lean on. We were 1 hour away from the city, the shoulder was mine, good for my mom, bad for me.

I Love my Mom.

Growing up with the burden of knowing your father is the root of all evil, and all things that fathers do are evil I went on a bit of a confused rampage through my childhood; beating younger kids up, manic depression, suicidal rage, and all around schizophrenic neurosis. But through some much needed psychiatry and strong mental conditioning of my own I came to control my temper and my rage. I learned that people make mistakes, that many people are impulsive, and act without the consideration of others at all. But knowing the devastating effect that these impulsive decisions can have on others, I made sure that I became very aware of those around me.

The most important thing I've learned at this point in my life is to be considerate of others, and to love your friends, absolutely. Nobody is more important than a good friend. Because they will be there no matter what. And I try very hard to be that good friend. To respect everyone and to be considerate of others. I do what I can for whoever I can because it is the right thing to do.

I Love my Friends

Don't ever hate, there's no room in our lives for hate. I understand a lack of compassion or even dislike for others. Ignore them, those people do not benefit your life so don't create negativity because of them, they are not worth your time.

I Love my Dad

So I learned not to hate my father, he's not a bad guy, he just made some decisions without being considerate of others. That's betrayal. One thing I've noticed about betrayal is that you often do it to those who love you the most, because they trust you absolutely.

My friend betrayed me recently. She lied to me about our friendship. She let me get into something personal that she knew to be false, something she used to her advantage, good for her, bad for me.
She was not considerate of me, and for that I am hurt. But as a friend I only want the best for her, I just can't spend any more of my time with her.

I Love Katrina
I hope she understands that.

~as request name withheld

 

 

Rant!

I hate it when people say, "Hot enough for you?"

I just want to reply with, "No. As a matter of fact it's
not 'hot enough for me'. Because if it was, that would mean
I am visiting you in Hell - which is exactly where you can
go for making such an inane statement! It's summer - get
over
it!"

~MegaBeth

 

People at Work!

People where I work really piss me off!!!  They always are bitching about how they hate their jobs and how they gave so many years to the company and how the company is now screwing them over....I just want to scream SHUT UP!!!  I want to say..."You need your job so you're not going to quit, you don't have any other job experience cuz you've been here 'forever'...just because you don't like something, you think that the company is "screwing you" when that is not necessarily the case.....oh yeah, by the way...don't you have WORK to do???  Don't get me wrong, I do my share of bitching about work,  but where I work ALL everyone does is whine and boo hoo about the company that is keeping them in their houses and keeping their families fed and keeping them in their BMW's (I'm not kidding about that).  Shut Up already and do your damn job!!!! I'm sick of hearing it!

  Damn, I feel better!!!   Sorry if this made no sense! ~Rebekah

 

Stupid Drivers

There are certain people in this world that just shouldn't drive.  

~If you don't know where you are going, pull over to the side of the road, don't sit at the stop light, looking at your map.  

~The people behind you need to get through the intersection. 

~If you cannot see more than 2 feet in front of your face.  Get off the road. 

~Your signal light switch is on the right side of your steering wheel

~It is the law, to pull over when you hear the siren.  PULL OVER!!!

~You are only allowed to drive in ONE lane.

~Stay out of the lane meant for cyclists.  It is called the bike lane for a reason.

~When a streetcar stops, you are suppose to stop so the passengers can get off.  NOT RUN THEM DOWN!!!

~The horn is a warning devise, not a way to tell people you are waiting for them.  You have no idea how many time the neighbour next doors, daughters many boyfriends do that at 3 am.  You have a FUCKING cell phone! Use it!!!

 

PIGS!

Men are pigs, but, there is always sweet revenge.  I was walking home from the the neighborhood variety store when this women crosses the street and is walking in front of me.  She had long blond hair, was well tanned and was wearing a leather hat, low rise leather pants and one of those leather tops that are backless and you keep it on by tying a bunch of strings.  Well a couple of guys, who came out of the variety store behind me and started whistling and making rude noises, and saying "hey baby, why don't you give us some of that".  When she turned into the tanning salon, the PIGS were following.  I wanted to turn to the PIGS and say "Hey Morons that is a guy, can't you tell the difference?".  But, I stopped, I figured, let them find out the hard way!

 

Princesses
I am so sick of women who think they are gods gift to the planet.  They do themselves up in their skanky out fits and too much make up, straw like blond hair and fake nails.  Right now my brother is dating one.  I am hoping only because she puts out, because she is such a hood!  She treats him like shit,  you should see the way she talks to him, plus, she expects him todrive her everywhere and pay for everything.  The other day, I was at the mall with them and she had a temper tantrum, because he wouldn't pay for the $200 dollars of clothes she just picked up at Old Navy.  Once she saw that he wasn't going to pay for it, she pulled out Daddies credit card instead. I asked him why he puts up with this crap and he said, "I have no intentions of marrying her, it is just a for now thing."  I am still a little confused on who is worse, her for being such a princess or him because he allows it. By no means is my brother a looser or wimp.  He is a good looking, intelligent guy, who could have anyone.  I hope it is only a temporary thing.  What I wonder is how do people like her get through life.  There is only so much crap that guys are willing to put up with.  I would rather be an independent strong woman.  Wouldn't everyone else???
~Lizzie

My sister in law
My sister in law is about to drive me insane.  I am usually a very kind
hearted person and in the beginning, I really felt sorry for her.  You see
the woman my brother married, came from a household where, because she was
the only girl, she was pampered and waited on hand and foot.  It was a big
surprise and shock when she married my brother (this is why I say live
together first), because he is a lazy and chauvinistic asshole who thinks a
woman's place is to be bare foot, pregnant and in the kitchen.  Even if his
wife has worked 20 hours, he would still expect a homemade meal on the
table.  That is where the shock for him came as she doesn't have a clue how
to cook, clean or even change diapers.  They have 3 kids now.  What is
driving me crazy is she is constantly coming over or when we are at my
parents, she hangs on to me like a wet rag.  The problem is, she almost
never talks,  it is like talking to a wall and don't even bother trying to
have a phone conversation with her.  That is complete torture.  She will
follow us around like a puppy with fleas.  It is very annoying and
disturbing.  When I try to explain this to my mother, she says we should be
nice to her, she is your sister in law.  I think not!!!  Just because they
have become part of your family doesn't mean you have to like them!!! Whew,
I feel better now!

~name withheld