This week's public service message....
During the course of a lifetime certain events happen to a person that make him ask the question: "Why?". This question can present itself in many forms and can happen at anytime. Such is the result of the inevitable realization that immaturity is bad, or more commonly known as "adulthood".
When a person is born they have no values, no knowledge, and no conscience. Thus it becomes the child's parents (or legal guardian's) obligation to make sure the child has a firm grasp of the difference between "right" and "wrong".
Unfortunately the difference between what is "right" and what is "wrong" is too commonly blurred with indistinction and loopholes that make us ask "why?" (getting back to my first statement...).
One example of this would be your average teenage boy like myself. For those of you that dont know me I am 18 years old and I am a security guard at the Mall at Rockingham Park in Salem NH. Now to be a security guard you have to be a generally responsible, and reliable person, which I am for the most part. That is until I am near Sean Rohrer or Andy Renault. For some reason we have the ability to convince eachother (or other people) to do immature acts such as smash a mailbox or try to get eachother killed, or the like.
This so called blurring of the line is caused by the simple fact that inside each of us is a certain amount of savagery.
I know what you are thinking:
WHAT THE FUCK AM I TALKING ABOUT HERE?
The answer is: I FORGOT
This is completely stupid and moot now because I have no fucking idea where I am going with this. When I started I had a point, but it flew out the window somewhere between the second and third paragraphs.
I suppose I could create some mindless drivel that would entertain you for hours but that sounds like "work" to me. So therefore I leave you with one line.
EICH BIN EIN BERLINER
THAT MADE NO FUCKING SENSE AT ALL. Did it?
Now ask yourself why I would say "I am a Berliner"? Am I joking? Am I serious? OR do I deep down inside desire a big German sheizer-fest.
Yours in love, hate, mistrust, and fear
Jon
When a person is born they have no values, no knowledge, and no conscience. Thus it becomes the child's parents (or legal guardian's) obligation to make sure the child has a firm grasp of the difference between "right" and "wrong".
Unfortunately the difference between what is "right" and what is "wrong" is too commonly blurred with indistinction and loopholes that make us ask "why?" (getting back to my first statement...).
One example of this would be your average teenage boy like myself. For those of you that dont know me I am 18 years old and I am a security guard at the Mall at Rockingham Park in Salem NH. Now to be a security guard you have to be a generally responsible, and reliable person, which I am for the most part. That is until I am near Sean Rohrer or Andy Renault. For some reason we have the ability to convince eachother (or other people) to do immature acts such as smash a mailbox or try to get eachother killed, or the like.
This so called blurring of the line is caused by the simple fact that inside each of us is a certain amount of savagery.
I know what you are thinking:
WHAT THE FUCK AM I TALKING ABOUT HERE?
The answer is: I FORGOT
This is completely stupid and moot now because I have no fucking idea where I am going with this. When I started I had a point, but it flew out the window somewhere between the second and third paragraphs.
I suppose I could create some mindless drivel that would entertain you for hours but that sounds like "work" to me. So therefore I leave you with one line.
EICH BIN EIN BERLINER
THAT MADE NO FUCKING SENSE AT ALL. Did it?
Now ask yourself why I would say "I am a Berliner"? Am I joking? Am I serious? OR do I deep down inside desire a big German sheizer-fest.
Yours in love, hate, mistrust, and fear
Jon