This could get me in trouble
There are a precious few things in life that make me giggle like a psychopath on speed. One of those is being proven right after after a big 'discussion'. Now I realize that the whole: I was right you were wrong, nah nah nah nah!, thing might make me seem small and petty...but I'm still smileing. The matter in question? How many people, according to Maxim are killed each year? The answer? NOT 6' million, but instead one in 6 million. My arguement is that if it was six million then three percent of the population in America would be getting killed each year by bees. But that is based on the figues with 200 million residents in this country. I'll be generous and say that 300 million reside in this country. That would still be one in fifty people killed each year by bee attacks. I know far more then fifty people...and though I might wish, I havn't heard of any of them dieing by bee attacks.
Such were my rational and humble arguements against 6 million Americans dieing each year by bee attacks, however I backed down against a flow of rightous rationalization. This morning, however again, I found that it read ONE IN 6 million, which would work out to fifty people per year with a gross population of 300 million.
I wonder why god wishes me to not be humble...is it a sign that I should never back down ever again but follow my gut in all things and assume I'm always right without a shadow of a doubt. Or is this a single accorance that I should accept with pleasure and humility? Hmmm, that little annoying voice of reason in the back of my head is screaming for me to stop now...wonder why. Two more days till I'm back in the land of Mary, see you all soon.
Such were my rational and humble arguements against 6 million Americans dieing each year by bee attacks, however I backed down against a flow of rightous rationalization. This morning, however again, I found that it read ONE IN 6 million, which would work out to fifty people per year with a gross population of 300 million.
I wonder why god wishes me to not be humble...is it a sign that I should never back down ever again but follow my gut in all things and assume I'm always right without a shadow of a doubt. Or is this a single accorance that I should accept with pleasure and humility? Hmmm, that little annoying voice of reason in the back of my head is screaming for me to stop now...wonder why. Two more days till I'm back in the land of Mary, see you all soon.