Take Responsibility for Yourself
I just deleted a fucking post half way through writing it. It was fucking stupid and I began to wonder what the fuck I have become even thinking this shit was worth blogging about. How does all the stupid ass shit that’s been happening over at myspace lately fucking affect me. Exactly, since I don’t have no fucking space, it doesn’t.
Do I really care that some stupid ass grown fucking woman got her panties in such a big twist that she set her sites on ruining a young childs life and succeeded in damaging the barely teen girl into committing suicide? Does that really affect my life? I think it’s a fucking sad story that a supposed fucking grown ass bitch of 50 would fucking play a childs fucking mind game on a child. But I also find it to be a sad as fucking story that the childs parents didn’t care fucking enough to notice a difference in their child and seek out the possible causes for it. Or to warn their child about how totally fucking deceptive and evil the world is and take adequate steps to educate and protect her. For any parents who read this and for any children who might get lost along the way and actually run across the Walrus’s ravings….the world is a nasty fucking place with plenty of depraved individuals who are completely jealous of what you have and the innocence that you possess and will try to do anything they fucking can to take it away from you. Nothing is real on the internet unless you let it become real.
Do I really fucking care that a 19 year old ass hole seduced a child? Ok, yes I do care but I don’t fucking care that the vehicle he used another social website sprawled across the internet. Mom, Pop it’s your responsibility to have the type of fucking dialog with your teen age child to help them understand that perverted assholes exist in this world and that they use the anonymity of the internet to play their fucking dangerous games. It is a very simple fact, the internet is a hostile environment where too many fucking people like to play games, pretending to be who they aren’t simply because it is the only way they can find to escape their misreable fucking lives and be the person they’ve always only dreamed they could be.
But now don’t go thinking I’m some kind of cold, heartless fuck. I also find it rediculus that a young boy is now facing child porn charges because his girlfriend kicked his stupid ass to the curb and in a fit of emotional uproar made a really bad decision. We all fucking do stupid ass shit now and then, especially when it comes to love. We can act the fool and do some major stupid fucking shit. This dude, in an attempt to seek a little fucking revenge, probably somewhat justified, decided to post a few nude pics of his also underage girlfriend on the internet.
Lets keep in mind, he was in possession of these illegal photos because the girl who broke his fucking little heart sent them to him of her own free accord. In this instance, she should bare some of the burden of blame just as he has. He shouldn’t have been so stupid but then again neither should she. Don’t take a picture and send it to anyone unless your totally prepared for it to be displayed across the internet. Shit happens. But his poor judgment, probably at a time of extreme emotional distress does not constitute charges like possession of child pornography, sexual exploitation of a child and defamation. What he did was stupid not criminal and in this instance the possible punishment definately does not fit the crime. Judges who hear these type of cases should have the ability to do exactly what the gym teacher used to do when I was a child and that’s take the kid into chambers, parents present, and give him a good old fashioned paddling. Of course, all the fucking liberals with their heads up their asses would see that as fucking child abuse. Funny how we all long for the good old days but don’t realize that it’s this kind of shit that makes them the good ole days. But the lack of child disipline in todays society and how it has fucked things up is fodder for a whole new post.
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