Tuesday, April 10, 2007

Idiocy Refined

Okay, I'm going to summarize this the best way I know how:

The world blows.
Why? Just look! Go to a high school 50 years ago, and yell, "Sex!" and you'll be escorted off of the premises. Do that today, and the "educators" will laugh, and the kids will generally ask, "Where?" or "How much?"

Speaking of educators. Nobody is educating anybody. The Japanese are completely man-handling us in practically everything. The only thing we do more efficiently is pollute the environment. Big surprise there, huh? I swear I saw someone drive her (yes, it was a broad) car ACROSS THE STREET, and get out with a stupid grin on her face.

Anyway. Nobody is learning anything. Does anyone know what BCIS is? It's a class in high school you take so you can learn about Microsoft Office. Not office suites. No. Microsoft Office. So I suppose that when Microsoft finally goes out of business, America will crash like well... Windows.

And then there's P.E. I'm glad somebody finally came up with a proper word to describe the act of sitting in a gym despite the fact that there aren't any sporting events happening. It's like lunch, but with no food.

Lunch. What a way to remind me of just how similar people are to cockroaches. They sit there, eating disgusting table-scrap-quality food, with no agenda other than mooching, causing a disturbance, and reproducing. That's it.

I am highly disappointed with people in my "age group." Why do people decide that age is the best way to sort people out? We've tried discriminating by race. We've tried discriminating by social class. So now we've exhausted all options besides a stupid abstract number that depicts nothing other than a count of the years you've managed not to die.

I am fourteen years old. I am ashamed of that. Highly ashamed. Virtually everyone of this age is as enlightened as a slave on a plantation. Difference is that kids aren't enslaved by higher educated people, but rather their own stupidity. There is a disturbing gap between everyone's ears these days, and it starts at home.

Sometime in the 1960s, everyone decided to toss all morality and common sense out the window. Sex? It's okay. Drugs? Sounds like a good time. And sadly, most people who would read this nowadays would fail to see my point in stating such things. That's because it's so common! It's nothing now. It doesn't mean anything to have sex, shoot up, or get drunk. It's elementary.

And I wish by saying "elementary," I was only speaking figuratively. Guess what. I'm not.

I have news for you, then.

If you're having sex, and you aren't married, you're a whore. No exceptions. You're a dirty, disgusting slut who has taken something beautiful and made it into your own toy. You should get a clue, and be ashamed. And don't laugh, kid. Guys can be whores too.

"You're old fashioned. Everyone's doing it. There's nothing wrong with it." Okay, have fun getting taken advantage of by the guy who loves you. You know, just like the one before that who said he'd never leave you.
And of course the one before him. I'm sure he's whispering those same words into
some other poor girl's ear right now, too.

If you do anything to get high, you're a moron. Plain and simple. I've never been there. Does that mean I don't know what I'm talking about? Let me put it this way: You see someone get run over by a train. Do you walk onto the tracks and wait? I, for one, choose to stand back and at least try to keep people from doing such stupid things. It's idiotic. I'll say it again. If you're involved in this, you're an idiot.

"Chill out, man. I don't care." Someday, when you get over yourself and realize that this world isn't going to cater to your every whim, you're going to want to get a life. Get a job. But it's going to be too late, because you decided to do what feels good now and screw your mind and body up to the point of making you retarded.

Think I'm kidding? I've seen it before.

Abortion. Make it illegal.

"But what about the women who get raped?"
Stop whining. If you're going to dress like a whore, you're going to get treated like one. If you don't want to get raped, put on some decent clothing, and just don't be a moron walking around alone at night. If you don't advertise your body like a prostitute, you won't look like a prostitute. The problem is that you mindlessly wear the most revealing things, making your body look like the fourth of July. Don't you get it? Guys have little (most) to no (rapists) restraint.

(There are decent girls who suffer things like these. And sometimes kids
are born retarded, too. Stuff happens. Get over it.)

Showing just a little is like a drop of blood in shark-infested waters. You've been warned.

I wake up every day and punch a hole in my wall because of how mad all you morons make me. This world is being overtaken by the cancer of stupidity. If bad things are happening to you, it's because you did something stupid somewhere, most likely. If not, then maybe it's just tough luck. It makes you stronger. Grin and bear it.

Forgive my lack of good writing style tonight. I'm trying not to break my keyboard in anger.

Good night.

Lloyd; 03:14:00