Five Things I Hate

2008-12-08T19:40:00.001Z

Musical Ignorance
By definition music is “an art of sound in time that expresses ideas and emotions in significant forms through the elements of rhythm, melody, harmony, and colour.” I would like to take this chance to inform anyone who says hip-hop, rap or anything else is not a genre of music because “it’s only some dude singing over a beat about hoes” that they are grossly ignorant. I’m not a fan of the genre, by the way.

Dave Originals
Anyone with a television should have watched the channel Dave at least once in their life. For the past year I have managed to cope with their announcer’s pathetic attempt at humour and their poorly written adverts. However, with the introductions of shows such as Argumental and Batteries Not Included I have come to wonder if this is a television station or a year ten’s media studies project. This is also an integrity massacre of John Cleese, one of Britain’s most respected comedians due to whoring himself out to the Dave. Get back to showing Mock The Week and QI over and over, I beg of you!

It’s How I Talk!
When I ask someone why they are using chatspeak and they respond “it’s how I talk” I cannot help but wonder if they have the verbal communication skills of a frog that has had its mouth sewn together. I am not ignorant about the whole chatspeak malarkey, however. I can tolerate it and won’t complain as long as I can understand it...It’s not my fault if you’re terrible at English.

“As an Atheist, you have no morals...”
Quite the opposite. Because I don’t follow the word of the bible, I have no reason to discriminate! Be it against gays, women or people of other religions. There are still the underlying moral foundations of any “good citizen”. I’m not going to go and murder someone just because God won’t punish me, because the police will...and I don’t want that!

How I can never think of things when I need it the most
Prime example right here.

2008-12-06T19:14:00.002Z

I don't mean to sound bitter, cold, or cruel, but I am, so that's how it comes out.

- Bill Hicks (1961-1994)

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Five Things I Hate