M, N and Some Random Shizz

M – Moderation. I’m talking about the boring kind of moderation, the kind which makes it socially unacceptable to consume every type of fast food in the Tunbridge Wells food court in a single sitting :/ . Chocolate, booze, energy drinks and fast food was placed on this earth to make people happy, among the negativities of life – war, poverty, abuse, Fred – God gave the humans hope. So why introduce moderation with these joys? Moderation kills happiness. Whoever invented moderation should be ashamed of themselves, hang their head in shame and feel the fury of the human race as the wrath of angry teenagers unable to chocolate binge for the guilt and shame that follows descends upon their sorry souls.

N – Yesterday, I was in a computer room for a lesson. This allowed me to use the internet to gain knowledge, understand views and opinions of great figures in history and apprehend the basic structure of society and the world around us. It also meant I could Google necrophilia. This is what Wikipedia told me ... ‘In some societies the practice was enacted owing to a belief that the soul of an unmarried woman would not find peace; among the Kachin ofMyanmar, versions of a marriage ceremony were held to lay a dead virgin to rest, which would involve intercourse with the corpse.’ THEY MARRIED DEAD PEOPLE AND THEN FUCKED THEM :/. Why?

Anyway, that over – I need to cover some aspects of life that have recently been of interest to myself and my peers. The use of the word ‘lol’ in every day language is a growing issue in Britain. I have no aversion to the use of the word ‘lol’ when in a facebook conversation that is getting boring (the word has now become a universally known way of saying “you said hi, I said hi, we talked for three minutes, now i’m bored so please don’t reply to this” or, in a less polite way “fuck off”). But when it gets casually shoved into a conversation between two live people (not dead ones – necrophiliac) it is wrong – Imogen Davnall – I agree with you.

And now - as she asked on the bus - Edazor zis is for you