see what you think:

http://www.news14charlotte.com/content/local_news/?ArID=95207&SecID=2

so one of my new vices at work is reading fark.com, and i just read this article about a cop showing up to a hit and run call and then hitting the victim when he got there. this is one of those funny/not funny situations. i mean when you think about it, the cop didn’t mean to hit him of course, it just worked out that way. it’s going to blemish his record as an officer of the law. not to mention the guy he ran over, he’s probably seen better days. hopefully he was dead before the cop showed up.

on the other hand though, it’s hilarious. the irony just gushes out of this one and my first reaction was uncontrollable fits of laughter. i’m laughing thinking about it right now. man, i have to continually stop typing to recompose myself. i just can’t help but think how funny that situation is.

why is there such an appeal for the stupid? i feel myself constantly drawn towards it. and i can’t tell if it consists of superiority or just plain fascination. i suppose it’s a mix of the two, but i’d like to think i’m past any type of outward superiority complex (it mostly dwells just below the surface). but there is just a fascination and appreciation that stems from it. i love stupid things, they keep me on my toes, and constantly bring my understanding of the universe to new dead ends.

but i mean, what is stupid? pretty much what i say it is, it’s a wholly subjective term. if you look it up, it puts it on intellectual terms, but it is so much deeper than that. i don’t even know how to go about breaking it down, let alone if i’m ready to. Isuppose it just appeals to my sense of humor, the way my thought processes work, my perchance for the absurd and rediculous, all keeps me coming back for more. people will probably be offended by my thinking that their idea is stupid, but that’s their folly. if they believed enough in their idea, it wouldn’t really matter if other people thought it was stupid. i mean, look at this web page. there is no defence for this. it just is. i know that almost all of my ideas are stupid, but they end up working out fine in the end. my stupidity is a character trait, it’s ingrained, it makes me who i am. i don’t know if it was integrated or was always there though. not really any way to find out i suppose. but to no matter, my stupid self will get back to work now, to continue escapdes of massive buffoonery and stupidty, living the life of the double standard.