Whoa. Do you ever like totally plunge yourself into the life of someone you idolize? Because I don't recommed it. Okay I've been reading back entries from Dan Harmon's (Channel101.com) myspace for like HOURS now. And I mean I like it, and I still like him. But he's so dark. And he's a drug addict and an alcoholic and he's got some serious sexual issues. And I mean it's all interesting stuff and if I didn't like care about him I would think the whole thing was just awesome. But the problem with idolization is that you start to think of the person as flawless and like he's not. I dunno, I'm a little depressed now. Oh well I'll get over it. Byeeeeeeeeeeees!
P.S. This is from Dan Harmon's blog, I thought it was funny, even if it is about rape...
I just read Will's forwarded bulletin warning girls that they need to be extra careful not to leave their drinks unattended at parties because now rapists are using a combination of rohypnol with progesterex, a pill that permanently sterilizes horses (because apparently a rapist can only get caught if you have a baby? Is this 1870?).
My question: where exactly are you people having parties? I've lived in Los Angeles for nearly 10 years and I have yet to attend one of these rape mixers where tranquilizer-assisted abduction would ever be possible. How does this work again? The guy drops a pill in the girl's drink, and then she passes out, and the guy says, "oh, I'll take this unconscious body home, it's cool," and he leaves the party dragging a body down the stairs of a warehouse while everyone dances with their pacifiers and Dr. Seuss hats on, saying, "oh, snap, she left her drink unattended?" What is this, Logan's fucking Run? Rollerball?
What's with you young people? I'm talking to you, put down your blackberries, pull up your pants and fix your hair. First of all, stop drugging and raping each other. It's silly. Surely at a party that size, someone will fuck you. If not, have a drink, relax, read a fucking magazine, jesus christ. You're 20. Believe me, for the next 20 years, you're going to fuck more than you ever wanted. Secondly, if you see someone being drugged, please prevent their rape. Like, maybe say, "hey, helpful stranger, let me help you move that unconscious body to your car. What was your name again? Nice license plates." Thirdly, have smaller parties. Fourthly, be pickier about your friends.
When I was your age, we followed those simple rules and we left our drinks as unattended as we wanted. Jesus Christ. It's not rocket science.
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