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posted by: angrywhiteguy@mellow.com


America: Wimps, Fatsos & Crybabies

     Fat people are driving up American fuel costs by $2.8 billion a year just hauling around extra gut, ass and fatback meat. Kids are as lazy as Belgian bricklayers and get little exercise other than reaching for second, third and fourth helpings at a Moose Lodge Pancake Breakfast.

     No surprise here, Detective Monk. Many schools have outlawed handguns, Bowie Knives and French ticklers. Some blithering dickstring District School Supervisors have banned Dodge Ball, Tag and giving obvious homos a playful swirly.

     Imagine where America would be today if the brave men of the 82nd Airborne Division never played Tag as a kid. Trust me, McDonalds would be selling McSchnitzel and we'd be buying our cars from the Japanese. Roll that around in your head for a couple of minutes and let's get serious about making men out of our boys and girls out of the ones who can't hack it.

     Playgrounds no longer feature physically challenging apparatus like abandoned refrigerators and burned out cars. Sure, everybody wants to ensure safety, but hell, how much damage can a kid do in a shack made out of pallets or hanging from a rope swing over a bunch of concrete rubble?

     Why, when I was a kid we didn't need video games to have fun. Hell no. Alls we needed was one match, one firecracker and one cat. What could be simpler?

     But just that's the lost dream of an old man. Now we all end up just getting fat and lazy and having to line our boxers with plastic or paper shopping bags. What a choice.

     We are a nation of wimps, fatsos and crybabies because we have created a hypersensitive social and legal environment. ( I stole that "hypersensitive legal environment" bit from Rushbo - it's a $5 phrase, huh?)

     Any risk could be actionable in court even you have the greatest Jew lawyer in the world. I once had a Polack sue me for defamation. He won the lawsuit and wound up having to pay me $1,600. Know why? Drunk Irish Lawyer prosecutor, a dumb Pollack client and a Hebe shyster who needed cash for his kid's nose-job.

     At school, kids are discouraged from playing rough - slapping kicking, biting, setting trashcan fires - that might make someone "feel bad." We have sunk to a new low - a long way in the wrong direction. Or should I say, "Up Shit Creek without a paddle?"

     After all, a little dodge ball of rock fight never hurt anybody - for very long at least. If you get smacked, get medical attention, reconstructive orthodontia and get over it. You don't need ALL your teeth, do you?

And - next time - duck, Jackass

.angrywhiteguy@mellow.com

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