Sunday, August 29, 2004
Sad People
It was just a moment ago I was reading some guys blog about himself, and he's really sad because he can't date the girl he likes, and there's a girl he doesn't like, etc. etc. etc. So the point is, sad people are sad because they're sad people are sad because they're sad people...
Their problem is they can't do something they want to, so they are looking for an outlet of feelings, like for example enlisting in the Marines so they can blow up stuff, like terrorists. Or, just buying a lot of firecrackers and throwing them at terrorists. Or, just buying a sniper rifle and shooting terrorists. They are looking for something legal to take out their anger on. What they don't understand is that it's a choice. They can be sad, with everything weighing them down, or they can be happy, blowing something up. It's along the same lines as the outlet for the Noogie Gene*.
For example, an old friend, Tim, when he broke up with his wife, got himself hired at a mining camp as explosives expert. He's cheerful and perky again! Another friend, Robert, lost his mother and father. He bought lots of firecrackers and launched them at the old house. He's as happy as can be!
Explosives are exactly what the world needs to combine letoff of the Noogie Gene and the Sadness Effect. Because people like to blow stuff up.
I have, for example, blown up a beaver's dam with a quarter stick of dynamite, and thrown very explosive firecrackers at trees.
I've been to court two more times.
*See "Dave Barry's Complete Guide to Guys"
Their problem is they can't do something they want to, so they are looking for an outlet of feelings, like for example enlisting in the Marines so they can blow up stuff, like terrorists. Or, just buying a lot of firecrackers and throwing them at terrorists. Or, just buying a sniper rifle and shooting terrorists. They are looking for something legal to take out their anger on. What they don't understand is that it's a choice. They can be sad, with everything weighing them down, or they can be happy, blowing something up. It's along the same lines as the outlet for the Noogie Gene*.
For example, an old friend, Tim, when he broke up with his wife, got himself hired at a mining camp as explosives expert. He's cheerful and perky again! Another friend, Robert, lost his mother and father. He bought lots of firecrackers and launched them at the old house. He's as happy as can be!
Explosives are exactly what the world needs to combine letoff of the Noogie Gene and the Sadness Effect. Because people like to blow stuff up.
I have, for example, blown up a beaver's dam with a quarter stick of dynamite, and thrown very explosive firecrackers at trees.
I've been to court two more times.
*See "Dave Barry's Complete Guide to Guys"
