Last night we watched War Photographer. Humans are truly despicable. It remains a mystery to me as to how the word "humane" came to mean: marked by compassion, sympathy, or consideration for humans or animals.
This evening we were going to do what humans do best: not think. In the process we were going to watch something funny. Meet Little Miss Sunshine . Funny it was, but in a scary kind of way. Kind of way where you're laughing and thinking "I can't believe people do this. What are they thinking?". They aren't. So sad.
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In reference to Little Miss Sunshine, when you say, "I can't believe people do this. What are they thinking?", what are you referring to? Is it:
-kiddie beauty pageants
-taking drugs
-working on crappy motivational thinking pursuits
-spending your life writing about Proust
-other
???
Inquiring minds want to know ...
the problem with comments: i don't see them in a timely fashion (i'm supposed to be notified!). the answer would be all of the above. one under other might be: raising your children without realizing you're doing a totally crappy job (or should i say while thinking you are doing marvelously). that's why i'm not having any. who's to say that i'd do any better. others: trying to kill one's self. if making a mistake of attempting, failing to do so (that could be fairly depressing as well), i'm sure i could come up with few more.
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