This crap smacks of one of those "zero
-sum" NO PIE deals. People who think
the product can't be more than what each
individually put into it.
Well, put me down in column "A," because
I don't understand the attitude. It's as if
somebody got caught halfway between
their ears! Stuck in overcompensating
hypercompetitive show-'em-all SUPERSTAR,
with COMPLETE ASS-HAPLESS TWERP
-MISER HAT thrown into the ring!
A dangerous kook! A disorganization freak
par no excellente! WHICH IS IT?
Sadly, it isn't a true dichotomy. Too often,
we end up with BOTH. I concur with the
commentator who said GROSS
Those are DEATH SENTENCES written so hard
in blood-debt letters and reason taxed beyond sense
that anybody who shares it and believes it is basically
riding a long bus off a short brick wall into a self
-steered (BUM RUN) abyss for shits and giggles. WHY
O WHY can't anyone tip their bus drivers, when full
performance in a crisis like this is clearly at a premium?
Superman doesn't count, people. You can't expect
that clown-suited strongman to pick up the check
when he's all godawful agaga over his imperiled GIRL
FRIEND and JIMMY OLSEN up Hoover dam playing
spy camera and "oh, help me I'm a journalist!" CRUTCH
-WORK may not be glamorous, but it's
the hero's response
at this stage in human
development if you ask me.
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