Okay this time it isn't just conservatives I'm pissed at, but the whole of Western New York... so without further ado..

"I was with 5 friends, we all thought that what we saw was unusual, but we didn't think anything of it. The game came back on, and we forgot all about it. Then the next morning I awoke at 8:00 and turned on the TV, and watched as my beloved country... lost it's god damn mind.
There they were, there they were; every news station: 'HOLY GOD! Did you see what happened at that half-time show yesterday!? Janet Jackson's breast was exposed! It was horrifying, let's take a look at it!'
'It was terrible! Let's look at it again!'
'It was disgusting! Can we see that tit again!?'
'The Good Year blimp flew over and we got a shot of the tit right from the blimp, let's look at that tit!'
'It's 5:02, we haven't seen the tit since 5:00. Let's look at that again!'
And then Congress... which doesn't do SH!T... stops on a dime. 'OH MY GOD! Did you see the tit!? Let's talk about the tit!' And they locked themselves in, and probably got huge pictures of the tit, so they could get a closer look at the tit: 'See how big that tit is!? It's INSANE how big that tit is!'
They spent so much time looking at that tit, that I actually thought Osama Bin Laden was hiding in it. And then one by one, they came onto the screen late in the day to pontificate, about how we were going into a moral sewer. How this image of a breast, at a family half-time show, was not only disgusting, it was disturbing, it was shocking, it was indecent. I thought... it's just a tit... and none of the adjectives... really ****in' apply.
But what about the children Lewis, I can hear some of you asking. What about the children? Um, it's more disturbing for the child to hear adults talking about seeing a tit being disturbing, and shocking and disgusting, than it is to see one.
There is no child that has suffered, when a breast is exposed to them accidentally, a moral epileptic sesuire.
And part of the problem is, those who lead us, do not remember, at all what it was like to be a child. I know what it was like when I was 9... and when I was 9, my life was devoted to... seeing a tit. I was Captain Ahab, and it was my big white whale. I'd go down to Sears on Saturday in hopes that they would remove the clothing from a manakin. Sad but true.
And most kids, I can guarantee, were not damaged by seeing the breast. Most kids probably thought, 'Son of a b**ch, I can't wait to see the other one!'
What would've been shocking, is if they ripped the costume... and a bear jumped out... and eaten some of the dancers. That would've been... bones flying, blood, organs everywhere. Then you'd need counciling on money."

So yeah, one of the teachers in my school had a sex change, and the local media is having a field day with him... her... whatever. News papers, Buffalo and Rochester news stations, the whole of Western New York is freaking out about a guy having a sex change. Even my mother, after reading the news article on him, proceeded to call him a freak... So yeah... I hate where I live... why people think this is an issue, or worthy of news of any kind... puzzles me. I don't see how this concerns anyone but the person, and his/her family, I feel kinda bad for the teacher. I seriously hope I only have to live in this **** for a couple more years...

Hail Tzeentch!

-Rabidus

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