I ask the penetrating question: Why must we "hit" things; our cellular telephones, to turn on our music, to ask each other for things, our books?
We must ask ourselves: are we fostering intolerance and sexism?
Aren't we merely fostering a male dominated society through such aggression. Violence is clearly supported by such actions.
What kind of message do we send to our kids? Isn't the American dream based on calling with our phones, "nurturing" them, "negotiating" the numbers on the keypad to get the agreed upon number, and "gently" placing your lover phone against your soft ear?
Or should we POUND them, force them to bend to your will.
He who "hits it up" commands the illegal drugs, before he gets arrested.
He who "hits his books" shows those writers what exactly you'll do to them if they don't give you the information, the early morning before the test. And most of all:
He who "hits the cell," rules the world. Literally after it is beaten, you have to power to contact anyone in the world.
For the sake of gender balance, I urge you to stop beating your goods.
They say Warch, Warhead, W-balls, Strange-o-Derange-o, Slickerfist, Hottie, Stein, Vader, Big Boy, Jamal, Ernie-Jamal, Matty Cakes, Dexter, and yes even God, why do you write these pointless away messages/blogs/profiles? Why do you have a personality disorder? What gripe do you have against the internet?
I say, ask me in person.
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About me and why you should convert towards my ways:
A guiding rant:
Chalked up to arrogance or simple brilliance, I have decided to post a little of your output, from some of my most devoted friends/followers and tards. I, personally, offer their poems and output, since responses to this blog are only open to those best qualified to answer these questions, (ok, Ill admit it, a "blog" isnt an open web discussion forum, it's a discussion group for qualified members on a specific topic, e.g. computers, economics, politics... etc., which is precisely why I chose a blog and not a journal, because frankly I dont want to share my personal life on the internet, and I dont really care what you have to say or think about it, except you Pooky...wink wink), and since registering would mean that you are qualified to talk about the boring, and useless stuff on the internet, like this rant, I feel it is best not to make an example of yourself and be the first one to copy this blog or post here, as few or none have, thereby showing your own stupidity, lack of creativity, lack of understanding of what I have been saying, and ability to waste our time with negative internet consumption, for to join and/or comment would mean we would be laughing at you, instead of me simply doing the pointing and the laughing. And then nobody wins, ok?
Forget all that, because based on my research and your responses, your mind cannot handle large paragraphs, (if you have gotten here or read this extra addition, typical of what I put on this blog) you probably missed some key point or aspect, for your mind tends to skip long things, unfamiliar or big words, commas (which, you, and me, seem to add, but do not understand, how much, they, confuse the sentence,) or gravitates towards colors (that are shiny). But I digress, Here is my blog and here is a living and breathing example of the stupidity out there today.
Good luck at the pictures, I'm watching you and laughing everytime you click.
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