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Believe It Or Not...
15 years ago
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I'm not as hateful as I might seem. My sense of humor is dry, and often quite black or blue. I'm as politically incorrect as they come. This'll be pretty obvious if you've read any of my previous journals, or if we've had a conversation in the past, however brief. So, this particular entry is rather out of character for me. But here goes.
My mate is a teacher's assistant for a locally developed (read: ADD & troublemakers) grade nine English class. The kids are reading a booked called The first Stone by Don Aker. I don't usually bother with books under five or six hundred pages, let alone anything marked as Young Adult (with the exception of the Redwall series, but lets not get off track) or has won meaningless awards, but this'un actually proved entertaining for the evening it took to read. The book panders to the misandric dogma of 'men can only be edeemed and find their worth through a woman', and there's a flaming homosexual character who cuts because his family called him a fag. Throughout the novel, profanity is commonplace, as are references to marijuana, alcohol, cocaine, cigarettes, and other trendy substances.
When you get past the obligatory pandering, the story itself manages to be bordeline provocative. A guy chucks a rock off an overpass and causes a multi-car crash. Noone dies, and only one person is seriously injured, a girl the same age as said guy. She goes into a coma, and comes out after he's been sentanced to live in some troubled boys' home, and do community service. He ends up working in her physio center and they hit it off. He gets a glimpse of her snatch the first time they meet. Its only near the end that the mother clues in, and deletes fucking everything.
Now, I know what you're thinking, and I haven't spoiled shit, so go and read this little pamphlet of a book. Whether you laugh at the juvenile filler or actually get some satisfaction from an over-done journey of self-discovery, repentance and healing, read it. Like you don't end up sitting aound watching whatever the fuck is on TV alot of the time, anyways.
Now, I've been up all night and am going to enjoy a cup of tea before walking my mate to school and then crashing for the day. Peace, y'all.
My mate is a teacher's assistant for a locally developed (read: ADD & troublemakers) grade nine English class. The kids are reading a booked called The first Stone by Don Aker. I don't usually bother with books under five or six hundred pages, let alone anything marked as Young Adult (with the exception of the Redwall series, but lets not get off track) or has won meaningless awards, but this'un actually proved entertaining for the evening it took to read. The book panders to the misandric dogma of 'men can only be edeemed and find their worth through a woman', and there's a flaming homosexual character who cuts because his family called him a fag. Throughout the novel, profanity is commonplace, as are references to marijuana, alcohol, cocaine, cigarettes, and other trendy substances.
When you get past the obligatory pandering, the story itself manages to be bordeline provocative. A guy chucks a rock off an overpass and causes a multi-car crash. Noone dies, and only one person is seriously injured, a girl the same age as said guy. She goes into a coma, and comes out after he's been sentanced to live in some troubled boys' home, and do community service. He ends up working in her physio center and they hit it off. He gets a glimpse of her snatch the first time they meet. Its only near the end that the mother clues in, and deletes fucking everything.
Now, I know what you're thinking, and I haven't spoiled shit, so go and read this little pamphlet of a book. Whether you laugh at the juvenile filler or actually get some satisfaction from an over-done journey of self-discovery, repentance and healing, read it. Like you don't end up sitting aound watching whatever the fuck is on TV alot of the time, anyways.
Now, I've been up all night and am going to enjoy a cup of tea before walking my mate to school and then crashing for the day. Peace, y'all.
