Fugly Wank of the Day
One fine day in February, every angry equestrian's favorite blog, Fugly Horse of the Day, had an anonymous guest blogger post about the many irritations of being a horse trainer, particularly when beginning riders are involved. Said post is very, very angry indeed, earning a figurative "you go, girl!" from Fugly herself. Opinions in the comments, however, are divided on whether she's 100% correct, right on several points but kind of snotty and condescending about it, or right on a few points but mainly just a wannabe know-it-all with a god complex. And they all lived angrily (but very happy about it) ever after.

I'll expose my bias and admit that I think that most of the wank is coming from the article itself, but there are a few gems to be found in the comments as well. But enough of that, have some quotes.

From the article:
I hate all of your tack. I swear every time I go to a new job I find the exact same crappy tack, tack that I wouldn’t put on my horses even with a gun to my head. It is the tack that your “friends” gave you because surprise they realized that it sucked so they gave it to you. The saddles you have are dry rotted and synthetic (I don’t care what you paid for them, a saddle that is $300 or lower new is crap), they nose dive on the withers and swim all over the back, so you have to cut the horse in half to get them to sort of stay on and then you have to balance the saddle on the horse while trying to ride, because it slides all over the place. A good western saddle new is $800 up, and tolerable one will be $500- $800.
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Your way wasn’t working, that is why you called me, so just shut up and listen. I love it when I get a new client who regardless to what I say or accomplish with their horse still thinks that they know what they are doing or their way is better. You don’t. That is why you called me in the first place.

From the comments:
I used to burst screaming into The Vapors song, “I Think I’m Turning Japanese”, grab my hair and stomp around when I finally snapped.
I was mildly famous for it.
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Well, I’m glad some people are keeping horse ownership to be something only the rich can afford. I’m so glad that the multitude of reasons I have a synthetic (including health reasons that preclude me from having a heavy and expensive “real” saddle) cause someone who has nothing to do with me or my horse so much grief.
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Newsflash to people who use the “life happens” excuse: Unless your job involves riding horses, NONE of us have time to ride our horses! We do it anyway. I’d rather function on 4 hrs of sleep than function in a state of bitchiness because I didn’t get to ride my horse.

Edited to make it a little clearer which quotes come from which section. Sorry for the confusion!