More and more, language seems to be a hinderance to communication. I hear a song and say “I know exactly what that cat was feeling.” I hear a news report or read an article and say “what the hell are they talking about?” It seems to make sense that an artist is trying to express something and is striving to get us to understand, but why does it seem that the media isn’t really trying to educate or communicate, but fog my mind with odd things. Who’s agenda is being served? That is the question I keep asking. Even with music or art- I look for the sponsorships, plugs and distractions, so I don’t feel that I am looking at different genres with different lenses. I have been trying to write PR for work, so maybe that has influenced my thinking more lately. Must be careful of the black helicopters.
Mother stones 2 children to death and is called insane.
No! Really? What the hell?!? Of course she is insane. She heard the voice of God telling her to stone her children to death and actually did it. She is a freaking loon. She had home schooled her children and was deeply religious. If I hear one more time how some “deeply religious” person did some horrific act because “God” told them to, I’m gonna…well…um…start using that excuse myself.
Here’s a little tip – if God ever tells you to do something like this, tell him/her to send his/her request in writing by certified mail with a current home return address, no P.O. boxes. As an all-powerful being, it shouldn’t be that hard to buy a stamp.
Gee, God told me to do something totally horrific and terrible to my innocent children. Well, at least it sounded like God’s voice inside my head. And I know exactly what God’s voice sounds like because of all those times he spoke to me through the dog, chanting “do it, do it, do it, kill, kill, kill, and get me a big t-bone steak, kill, kill, kill, and throw that tennis ball real far, kill, kill.” And the potted fern in the living room, too. Maybe I should get out of the house more. Get a little fresh air and exercise.
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