Posting on a Blog Story Should be Grounds for Death

The blog is a haphazard vomiting of thoughts so base, so boring and monotonous it could only appeal to a group of people with the same base mind-set. And yet you, the putrid stench of rot that empties out libraries of thought with the most elementary volume surpassing your tragically disappointing IQ, feel the need to reply to each post. Why do you feel the need to give your opinion on someone’s pathetic life; to encourage someone to continue their wretched endeavors in finding a new job, or living their life, or whatever topic the blog attempts to cover? What makes you, who is heinously under qualified for relationships (or god forbid breeding), think that you have the right to challenge, encourage, or otherwise speak with any sort of authority on any subject beyond what you know if your very small coffin of a life? If you were a man of science, or of thought, or of philosophy, you would not waste your time posting your opinions on “will I get a better job?” or “my day with my best friend;” you would be doing your job, bettering the human race, making some money, whatever your heart tells you to do! The blog exists only for the marginally interested few who know the poster and get a cheap trill when they see their name on the screen. Those who post on a story, who comment from an ideologically narrow telescope on the subject at hand, who pontificate on whether or not “Billy has a crush on Sue” should be dragged out by the hair, lined up in a ditch, and shot in the temple. Blogs have no real world application, they are nothing but fluff, something to fill time between commercials on MTV, and the people who post their opinions on a blog posting are not only wasting the gift of life itself, but are misinformed that their opinions matter. The blog reader holds an underdeveloped or perhaps damaged brain (meth or alcohol) which has an amusingly disproportionate amount of pride and sense of worth. The depressing reality is the postings to a blog “story” only solidifies the resounding thought in the halls of reason and self-restraint; bloggers are idiots, and people who post their opinions on blogs are the footstools of these idiots. That being said, why not stop reading blogs and go do something fun; like read a book, or play soccer, or make a friend, or buy a CD (any one will do) from your local K-Mart, throw away the CD, place the plastic bag on your head and die.