I fucking hate cancer. It's affected my life indirectly, and by that I mean I personally have not yet been diagnosed with any sort of cancer. My friends, my family on the other hand have. So I believe I have some merit in this discussion.
I fucking hate cancer awareness.
There, I said it.
Fuck the Susan G. Komen foundation in particular. Only about 15% of donations are allocated towards research. Fuck you.
A whopping 39.1% is attributed to public health education.
We are aware of this disease and it's many horrors, now let's take the money that we give to you by purchasing the can of soup or the fucking lipstick or the five hour energy fuck drink because it's pink and fucking cure cancer already!
Oh and by the way, if you have purchased any makeup with the Susan G Komen ribbon; it more than likely contains carcinogens linked to breast cancer. Remember that for trivia night!
Cancer is big money. Period. It's job security for hospitals, doctors, and pharmaceutical companies. It's definitely not going to be cured anytime soon. Now these cunts want to cash in. Fuck you.
Please. Please. Please. Research your charities. Don't blindly donate because you feel like your making a difference. Dig a little bit and find out if you actually are!
These fucking runs for the cure. Holy shit. I remember being young and wondering, "how does running a 5k help cure cancer?". Then I punched myself in the balls, and realized that it doesn't. Why can't people just donate? Why do I have to give you money to watch you walk around the local track for 12 hours? Are we as a people that masochistic? Why running? Why can't I watch you shove 14 hotdogs down your fat gullet? Just hoping that the water they gave you to drink, won't wash down that last chunk as it get lodged in your trachea.
Just follow the money. Find out where it's going. Find a good cause and more importantly a good charity and donate.
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