Cyber-bullying

Cyber-bullying: an epidemic facing today's youth.

The internet has, since the mid-1990's, revolutionized the way we communicate, do business, and receive national information. Thanks to the internet, the human race has been thrust into a golden age of technological advancement. With the click of a button, data can be sent around the world in the blink of an eye. This pinnacle of communication; this epic feat of engineering; it would not go uncorrupted for long.

Today, youths are faced with the ever-present threat of CYBER-BULLYING. This most heinous form of mental torture has been studied since the Great Troll Flood of 1997, and has been estimated to be at least twenty-six times as damaging as regular bullying. While top scientists are still unsure as to the cause of its power, they have theorized that cyber-bullying's profound effectiveness could be linked to the same mysterious powers that caused WWII, 9/11, and Whitney Houston.

Quite often, the issue is dismissed when brought into the political spotlight. Phrases such as, "it's really not that big a deal" and, "kids will be kids" are thrown out carelessly. What most Americans fail to recognize is that cyber bullying is SERIOUS BUSINESS. Every eleven seconds another life is ruined by cyber-bullying. Take, for instance, the case of youngster David Knight:

http://www.cbc.ca/news/background/bullying/cyber_bullying.html

Knight wasn't very popular at his school. He was so unpopular that his classmates created a webpage, for the purpose of allowing others to mock him in the public arena. At the tenth hit on the page, David's cat shat on his rug. After twenty visitors to the page, one left a hateful comment; Knight's mother beat him in a drunken rage. By the time the website had finally been taken down, Knight's father was in rehab, his mother in a psychiatric ward, and his one month-old sister had turned to prostitution.

As you can see, cyber-bullying ruins lives, right? Oh wait... None of that actually happened. He opted for home-schooling and felt shitty for a couple months, but he lived. In fact, he's training to become a pilot.

How did he survive those verbal bullet wounds? It wasn't a kevlar noun-vest. As luck would have it, words are only words. The simple fact is that the internet makes it easier to do EVERYTHING. Whether you use it to trade stocks or to mock feminine douchebags like David Knight, it is EASIER. It isn't really that big a deal, and making fun of one another is what kids do. Pansy can't handle it? Tough shit. In the end you can deal with your problems like an adult, or you can be the ever-whining, ever-victimized scum of the Earth.

Choose wisely.

Yours,
Douche²

Kids These Days

Kids These Days

Kids these days are getting dumber by the second. Between Reality TV, Myspace, and Fall Out Boy, our current generation of teenagers are more idiotic and self-absorbed than any other. Nothing matters more to them than what’s going on right here, right now. If you've ever had the misfortune of reading some fourteen year old's Myspace page, then you probably know what I’m talking about. If not, I’ll take a moment to explain a few of the grievances that I put up with every day…

The largest and most obvious problem with today’s youth is their take on relationships. Not to say that they’re naïve, but… Actually, they’re not naïve at all; they’re just fucking stupid. It seems that these days Romeo and Juliet took centuries to fall in love. I’m sure that Shakespeare would be surprised to learn that two kids who have never met can hook up in an hour and proclaim their undying love for one another on Myspace before midnight. For example:

“♥I love you (Name Here) ][always&&forever][January twenty-eighth two-thousand nine]♥”

What if it turns out that they’ve made a horrendous mistake and break off the relationship? Well, that’s simple: find a new partner to insert into the parenthesis. My take on the whole situation is that they want their lives to have some kind of meaning, that this is how they’re supposed to feel. Unfortunately, fairytale romances are only found in books… Did I mention that the Myspace status above was written by a male?

As long as we’re talking about Myspace, we may as well discuss how it’s destroying America. Myspace allows millions of kids who would normally be social outcasts to have some kind of social life. THEY’RE MISFITS FOR A REASON! When they all pat each other on the back for their high-contrast, weird-angled mirror pictures, they get self-esteem that they don’t deserve. George Carlin said it best when he ranted about how nowadays “everyone is a winner”. If these kids don’t learn that they’re going to be failures early on, when will they? It’s cruel to think that Myspace is allowing them to live blissfully unaware of the fact that they’re going to spend their better years posing for themselves in a mirror.

I suppose it’s only fair to attack today’s music. America, as a society, needs to come to the realization that some musicians should be executed on live television. Dopey mainstream teen music isn’t causing much harm (I’ll save it for another post), and never really has, but there is a general category of modern music that is deadlier than anthrax laced with AIDS: Emo music. What kind of self-respecting person listens to that bullshit?! Hawthorne Heights can whine about their lives all they want, but anyone who takers their shitty lyrics seriously should kill themselves sooner than they would have normally. The band obviously makes good money, has plenty of groupies to fuck, and is generally successful. What do they have to bitch about? These little shits who listen to those big shits need to find some other way to stand out from the crowd. You’re not deep, you’re not noble for enduring your ‘pain’, and you’re not in any way special for cutting yourself to release your angst. It’s not okay to cry and it most certainly is not okay to be a little faggot.

Before I incorporate several different blog topics into this, I should talk about Reality TV. This God forsaken form of ‘entertainment’ creates a standard for drama that teens feel compelled to follow. When they see Flava Flav’s bitches ripping weave off more efficiently than an Indian could scalp, they want that excitement in their life too. They want it so bad that they often go out of their way to create drama. This can be extremely infuriating for those with an IQ above 70, mainly because of our ability to discern that only retards act that way.

I could easily write ten pages on every paragraph here, but I was in a rambling mood. Mission accomplished. If you have any questions, comments, or concerns, please leave a comment. If you disagree with anything that I’ve said, fuck you. Have a nice day!

(Sorry about the indentations problems; blogspot won't cooperate)