I only do dis cuz I ave to do dis, dis class makes us do dis stuff yo.
That is right, what has the world come to when anyone can write freely and have others read their garbage. The art of trash writing is blogging. It is the beginning of the end, along with the miles of toilet paper the pampers facebooks pretty little cheeks all day long. When the world became free to write what one wills, the world became stupider. Some people were not born to write nor express their moronic opinions. Writing should take a percentage of talent, but this is not true anymore as the darkness shreds through the once fine pages of an excellent book. The world is so tainted in a writing sense that "fanfiction" actually gets published world wide with lots of sales. And it all started with the Internet - one of the most forward, yet most backward bits of technology to hit planet earth. Some things were meant to stay hidden away in the mind of those that bore us. It was supposed to be a gift to have the art of creative writing, but now it is an even greater struggle with such garbage as blogging haunting the worlds pages. People read more now, they read electronic rags, also known as facebook rants, rubbish really, absolute pointless trash - they should be shot, but there are far too many. Even right now I am adding to the problem, I am doing the work of an Evil Lord. I hate most bloggers almost as much as I hate most journalist - it's dribble writing, as it requires no ink, just a driblling mouth that spends too much time self gloating. That is the blogging reality, the sooner the internet gets hit with a mega virus, the better for the world. We could do with less rubbish, if only there were a virus that killed the people that wrote the rubbish, that would really change the world. Captain Virus, please stand up.
In other news, Meryl Streep deserves anther Oscar for that performance coming soon to a theater near you.
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