Cherished Misery, Inc.: click click goes my brain

Thursday, April 13, 2006

click click goes my brain

I was watching a program the other day that was quite interesting...about the dumbification of our young girls...this is not some hidden new *problem* but when u look around damn near all teen girl role models (sadly thats what they are referred to as) act like complete brainless twats.
Now...I dont know the Simpson sisters, or Britney, or Paris etc I would like to think they arent actually mildly retarded...but why the act? Why be personified as *dumb*? I can thin

k of nothing worse then to be thought of as stupid...and I dont care what kind of $ is involved in that. Dumbing yourself down etc makes me ILL...
So wtf...?? I somehow managed to end up with a preteen who thinks these morons are cool...and trust me this is NOT anything I have passed on to her.
Ive asked her *what does Paris Hilton do that makes her cool?* cuz as far as Ive seen all she does is make sex tapes, act stupid on a tv show and weaves the media into her own little handbasket...sprog says she looks cool.
Oooo well fuck if thats all it takes its no wonder ive missed the damn boat on riches and media expos

ure hahahahha hahhaha hahahhaa
I have great faith in my sprog, she is uber smart and quite a deep thinker for her a

ge and im hoping she will come around to the reality of it all...I know I did...im sure u recall I used to think Nikki Sixx was a lyrical genius hahahah and I used to think his sexist, crude, party attitude was awesome...ha! I think hes a dirtbag now.
Anyhoo...thats my rant 4 the day...
Sprog called me fr school this am and informed me that she STILL wants me to hide her easter treats this year...I wasnt planning to buy a damn thing actually so I guess I will go buy some little eggs etc and hide them all over the house...I was shocked she was still into such a thing...mind u had I suggested it she likely would have told me to go screw myself. lol If its her idea its ok.
Maybe I will give her her door back 4 easter. Hmmmmmm
(ok i dunno about u but ida shit in my knickers if I had to sit on that easter bunnies lap lol)

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