karaoke

I've heard of people being passionate about their music, but that's pretty crazy. I just sat here for like 10 minutes trying to think what was going through those peoples head's to assault somebody because of a song; nothing came to mind. Maybe all those people were just crazy or something. I can't think of anything that would motivate me to do something like that under those circumstances. People are crazy though. Separately karaoke and booze make people violent, but combining the two draws forth a rage like no other. Everyone knows that. To me it seems like it all boils down to people not being able to get along. There have been times when I've almost gotten in fights over video games. People feel especially strong about sports too; don't even get me started about 4 square. Most of the time the people I've had problems with while doing these things were difficult to get along with in the first place. The author of the karaoke article brought up a good point about the way people connect music and identities. If you can see the way someone dresses and the music that person listens to, you can kinda guess what they're gonna be like. I suppose when you sing you're really putting yourself out there, because many songs are just talking about emotions and what-knot. Also, you have to sing with emotion, and if you suck at singing and someone calls you out, it may very well drive you to murder someone's entire family. Perhaps that's why the karaoke evokes such violence, people are revealing their emotions and being rejected; it hurts when someone makes fun of your feelings, especially if you're drunk and belligerent. I know that when I hear heavy metal, it makes me pist. I hate it, it makes me wanna fight the source of the noise so I can make it stop. Maybe other people can relate to that feeling, but due to different music. I'm pretty sure if I was drunk and someone started playing heavy metal I would have to say something rude to that person about their choice in music. Feeling like his personality has been insulted, instead of his choice of music, the Heavy Metal Kid would surely lash out in anger and we would consequently rumble in the streets. People just need to learn to get along.

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Yeah. I just read my entry about springsteen. wow. Sometimes I get carried away when I write things. I'm pretty sure I don't have opinions that strong about anything. Just for the record I don't really think he is the Anti-christ or anything. He's really not even that bad of a guy. And as for nike, I'm really not even sure about that whole child labor thing. If it is children making clothes, then they're pretty good at it. They're almost like a bunch of little prodigies; if only I had possesed such skill at that age. I would look it up and correct myself, but I don't really feel like it. I'll be ill informed for the moment. In arguments I tend to pick one side and then blindly defend it, I was told that's a good lawyer trait. I guess so. It's really more of a combination of stubborness and laziness. I'm too stubborn to change my mind once I've come up with a satisfactory topic choice. Then I'm also too lazy to not be stubborn enough to do anything once I've realized I have no idea what I'm talking about. It's kinda like running around in the dark with a very dim flashlight (the dim flashlight does not indicate my lack of overall intelligence, it just indicates my willingness to bring extra battories and/or another flashlight along). I suppose an easier metaphor would be getting lost, but instead of asking for directions, you just kind of keep going and telling yourself that you know where you're going, and turning around at this point would be pointless, seeing as how you realized you were lost like 30 miles ago and your most likely halfway to wherever you're going by now so the most logical thing to do, next to stopping at the next gas station and asking for directions, would be to keep driving straight till you see a road sign that reveals your location and then you can correct your course from there. It usually never gets that far though. Most of the time someone conviently bust out his/her phone and gets directions from something that wont judge your feeble navigation skills. Cuz those are soooo important in our society. I mean all the girls want a guy with skills: numbchuck skills, bowstaff skills, computer hacking skills. Also, my lips hurt real bad. Sorry, those are both from Napoleon Dynamite. If boring ass movies had they're own like group of nominations, Napoleon Dynamite would win best movie of all time. Anyways, springsteen isn't that bad of a guy, I really don't hate him or anything. I'd say I nothing him. I feel indifferent towards him. If he were to die tomorrow I wouldn't really care either way. The only impact he's ever had on my life was an 85 on my paper. It might have been 89, I can't remember cuz it was somewhat difficult to read. And those little prodigies at Nike jacked my up sweat pants, the thread is beginning to come undone on the the check. Hmm, I'll write an angry letter and hopefully the appropriate child will be beaten. I love the smell of appropriate 3rd world justice in the morning. Speaking of angry letters, I took my damn Jeep to Advanced Auto Parts last week to get a new battery, and then the fuckin idiot crossed my cables which fried my alternator and now the douche bag store manager says that I have no proof that my alternator was bad before I came up there. I was super pist when he said that to me. I'm pretty sure he was just dickin me around cuz I'm young though. My mom said we should write an angry letter, so I guess we'll do that. I'd like to exact some 3rd world justice on that guy though. Maybe I'll write an angry letter and tie it to my alternator and throw it through the store window.