That does it...
I'm really not happy about this. My top news story on comcast.net is titled, get this:
Va. Tech Shooter was Laughed At
Then, the first paragraph goes on to continue the inanity:
BLACKSBURG, Va. - Long before he boiled over, Virginia Tech gunman Cho Seung-Hui was picked on, pushed around and laughed at over his shyness and the strange way he talked when he was a schoolboy in the Washington suburbs, former classmates say.
Chris Davids, a Virginia Tech senior who graduated from Westfield High School in Chantilly, Va., with Cho in 2003, recalled that the South Korean immigrant almost never opened his mouth and would ignore attempts to strike up a conversation.
Once, in English class, the teacher had the students read aloud, and when it was Cho's turn, he just looked down in silence, Davids recalled. Finally, after the teacher threatened him with an F for participation, Cho started to read in a strange, deep voice that sounded "like he had something in his mouth," Davids said.
"As soon as he started reading, the whole class started laughing and pointing and saying, `Go back to China,'" Davids said.
I'll tell you right now, my friends, you'd better not hang around me anymore. My high school days were anything but glorious. I was the shy, quiet one; the computer nerd, the band geek, and I might even have joined the chess team, if we had one. I got laughed at, I got my ears flicked, and I got some wicked wedgies in my time. If that were the only criteria for what makes a future killer, then lock me up, because I'm a ticking time bomb.
Va. Tech Shooter was Laughed At
Then, the first paragraph goes on to continue the inanity:
BLACKSBURG, Va. - Long before he boiled over, Virginia Tech gunman Cho Seung-Hui was picked on, pushed around and laughed at over his shyness and the strange way he talked when he was a schoolboy in the Washington suburbs, former classmates say.
Chris Davids, a Virginia Tech senior who graduated from Westfield High School in Chantilly, Va., with Cho in 2003, recalled that the South Korean immigrant almost never opened his mouth and would ignore attempts to strike up a conversation.
Once, in English class, the teacher had the students read aloud, and when it was Cho's turn, he just looked down in silence, Davids recalled. Finally, after the teacher threatened him with an F for participation, Cho started to read in a strange, deep voice that sounded "like he had something in his mouth," Davids said.
"As soon as he started reading, the whole class started laughing and pointing and saying, `Go back to China,'" Davids said.
I'll tell you right now, my friends, you'd better not hang around me anymore. My high school days were anything but glorious. I was the shy, quiet one; the computer nerd, the band geek, and I might even have joined the chess team, if we had one. I got laughed at, I got my ears flicked, and I got some wicked wedgies in my time. If that were the only criteria for what makes a future killer, then lock me up, because I'm a ticking time bomb.