One of the more popular videos making its way around the net right now is this one entitled Facebook Parenting: For the troubled teen.
Here it is:
Here we have a common species of super-suburban/rural American redneck who is angry with his teenaged daughter because she doesn’t much care for him and expressed this behind his back. More specifically, she did this on Facebook. We can presume that either she forgot to set the privacy level for her post to friends-only or her father used some manner of trickery to gain access, which seems most likely given he touts his occupation as, “working in IT.” He read the offending post after he’d spent time and money to upgrade her laptop computer. Feeling oh-so slighted, he makes a video of himself reading the Facebook post aloud, reprimands his daughter publicly and finishes things off by putting several .45 caliber “exploding hollow point rounds” through his daughter’s laptop computer, presumably the very device she used to make the post. That is to say he repeatedly shoots the fucking thing with a semi-automatic pistol.
He shoots… a goddamned laptop.
That said, I don’t expect you to read it.
But, I do fancy myself (desperately, *uNf*) to be something of a writer, so I guess I should fucking, write, huh?
I don’t really have a plan for this space as of yet, and I guess there’s some freedom in that. I’ve had lofty ideas of concept blogs and such in the past, but I never actually follow through. This is certainly the result of various character flaws, without doubt. But I think I’m less likely to simply abandon this if I’m not restricting myself to a certain format, topic, style, blah, blah-dee, blah, fucking-blah.
Anyway, if you ever have anything to say, please feel free to leave your comments. I won’t guarantee that I’ll reply or anything, but I’ll try.
Let me start by saying I’m a fan. I like Madonna. She’s without a doubt the most important female pop musician of the 80’s and is only bested perhaps by Michael Jackson. She’s arguably the most important woman ever in pop. These are things that just can’t be denied.
On a more personal note, Madonna kind of served as one of my first celebrity crushes (along with Annie Lennox). That is to say she helped shape my view of the world in a rather significant way. After all, my very first memory of seeing something sexy and understanding that it was indeed something arousing was her performance of “Like a Virgin” on MTV’s Video Music Awards in 1994. That was and has been a touch stone in my sexuality ever since.
And the music, while rarely mind-blowing, was at least throughout the 80’s and early 90’s acceptably dance-worthy, fun, and addictive. Not to mention that you never mistook her voice for someone else.
But now, after nearly 30 years of legitimate fame, Madonna is just terrible. Continue reading