Can someone
please tell me why anyone gives a bloody damn if Barbie is on the cover of
Sports Illustrated? I realize that there
are people in this country who would call the police on Christ for moaning too
loud on the cross and have elevated complaining to an Olympic event, but when
the hell did adulthood become obsolete?
A man is
sitting in Florida hoping that Stand Your Ground is more important than the
life of the black child he murdered. The
Congress of these United States plays partisan games in that brothel on Capitol
Hill, peddling influence for Jesus while breaking the back of the American
Middle Class. Some cluck from the 1%
makes national news whining about persecution, and the idiot interviewing him
doesn't seem to realize that this is a bit like accusing David of persecuting
Goliath with his little sling shot. Karzai is turning terrorists loose in
Afghanistan, and the American South is awash in poisonous chemicals. The east is buried under snow, and the west
is in drought.
Through it
all we are worried about a doll whose breasts accounts for 60% of her body
weight appearing on the cover of a magazine.
Really, are we this far gone into the land of the deliberately and
chronically anesthetized?
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