Day 346
There come moments in each of our days when something you hear is so ludicrous or so stupid or so awful or so whatever … that the only thing that comes to mind or out of your mouth is … WT*!
* … YOU can put in your favorite word (hay, heck, expletive)!
Seriously. And today was such a day.
WT*!
This morning I was giving a quick glimpse to the MSN headlines (as I am not a newspaper reader or a news watcher but get my info from the internet or from the local talk radio station while in my car) … and what should I read?
Security personnel had confiscated a shipment of human heads at Chicago’s O’Hare Airport. Human heads? Seriously? EW! I don’t care if they were coming from Italy after being used in scientific research and on their way to a crematorium that is under investigation. I don’t want to know about it. I don’t want to know that a crate containing 18 human heads (I won’t go into the other graphic info) was found … at the airport … or anywhere else. Can you imagine those guys who opened it up? OMG! And I certainly don’t want to know about it while I’m eating a bowl of blueberries and milk. WT*!
Today while driving home from tutoring I was listening to the news on the car radio and caught snippets of the latest Lance Armstrong “thing”. I did NOT realize that the United States Post Office sponsored his cycling team from 2001-2004 to the tune of $30 MILLION DOLLARS. WT *! First off, I’m infuriated that he (apparently) thinks he is above the law and decency and sportsmanship and I hope that he is imprisoned for fraud. Secondly, why is the USPS backing a cycling team in the first place when they themselves are having so many financial problems? Again … WT*!
And then there was the story about horsemeat being found in what grocery store patrons (in Britain and Ireland) thought were 100% beef patties. Well, more like 71% beef/29% horse. Though not a health risk, people were voting NEIGH on horsemeat for dinner! Seriously better than Soylent Green but still … WT*!
And then I heard that the movie theater in Aurora, CO where the shootings occurred last summer where 12 people died and so many more were injured and emotionally wounded was inviting the victims and victims’ families for a tour of the redesigned facility. I hope the whole thing was better than it sounds as it sounds so horrifically insensitive on so many levels. Kind of like saying … You or your loved one was a victim in a vicious massacre … and come see where it all happened. Popcorn will be served. Seriously … WT*.
Our headlines and newscasts are filled, all too often, with these stories which, lately, seem to be far too commonplace. And, personally, I’m tired of saying or thinking WT* but I can’t help it.
Because there are far too many stories like the ones mentioned above and like the one about some brainiacs affiliated with a New York youth soccer club who have banned high fives and fist bumps during the games “to avoid the spread of the flu”. Seriously? These people don’t think that all the sweat and slobber that is spewed around a field during a game not to mention the sharing of water bottles and oranges would somehow be a concern as well? And if you think your kid is not feeling so great and might have the flu … shouldn’t he be home instead of playing soccer?
Again, WT* people … WT*!