I'm sittin around...

OK here's the deal, I'm sittin around at work (I'm a graphic designer) listening to Cake and Korn on randomize on my CD player, when a thought hits me like a bolt of lightning. My veins come a live with a mixture of adrenilin and endorphins. My brain became abuzz with the sound of my own synapses crackling with energy as my mind furtively searced for an outlet of the inane ranting I could feel welling up in me like. If only I could find some place to releive the pressure. After a short trip to the bathroom, I stumbled (what appeared to be) haven for general insanity, and bitchiness, and thats when I came upon the land of unamerica. Well just as I was browsing through the previous message board recipients Korn's classic song 'Daddy' came on. As you may or may not know, this particularily ditty is about child abuse. Well said 'crackling synapses' suddenly burst into further brilliance, as the beginnings of a rant starts to spew forth, like bile from the pit of my stomach. However halfway through I realize I'm sitting alone, and that the squirrels outside are looking at me funny. I quickly reasess my situation, and start typing the rant into the handy message board. As the synaptic energy travels down my hands I am struck by the thought 'wow, I really hate those assholes who abuse there kids, or rape women, and than say its not there fault. That its some sort of sickness which they cannot be held accountable'. Well needless to say, snowflake, becomes blizzard and the rant is underway. The very idea that some earlier trauma exempts from any actions you undertake is ridiculous. I'm willing to accept the fact that if someone is abused when there younger or has some yhorribly tagic situation befall them, it can, and quite often does, cause some sort of mental strain. Hell I'm even willing to afford sympathy towards said victims, but the second they turn this mental strain upon the outside world, my 'sympathy' pretty much dries up. And than to have the gaul to not take responisblity for the action because of something that happened to you at some earlier point .... well that just chaps my ass. If somwone needs to ruin another life, simply so they can recieve a temporary respite, from there own sick imaginings, than there really is only one logical recourse. Its time to look around and try and figure out how they can get out of the situation with as few hurt or killed as possible, and the fact is, 9 times out of 10, the answer is for them to either get some help or get out of the game. If you feel a need to go out and rape, and murder and pillage the land. If the only way you can think to leak a little air out of the fucked up little mind fantasy your skipping through, is by going out on the street and making a concerted effort to cause someone else pain, than I'd say its about time you stepped up to the plate and took one for the team. If you are so mentally unstable that you need to harm someone else, than its time to go down to the store, buy yourself a gun, and suck the pipe, cause ladies and gents, if your only contribution to the human race is as a screwed up social miscreant whos source of pleasure is other peoples sorrow (and yes this DOES apply to politicains), than do us all a favour, and end it. WHEW, well that was tiring and unnecesarily long. If you fell like emailing me to tell me what an unfeeling dick I am, I'm at chickenbutt@home.com (seriously).

by mr. underhill (chickenbutt@home.com) in Mississauga Canada, ON


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