Et à propos de ce... cette... abomination...
Je n'ai que quatre mots en tête à propos de la tuerie de Virginia Tech: ostie de folie furieuse. Et ça revient tourner, sans cesse: ostie de, ostie de folie, ostie de folie furieuse. L'humain n'apprendra-t-il jamais rien, sacrament ??!? Qu'on me demande pourquoi je suis cynique, parfois... qu'on me le demande !
Je me permets de citer Stupendous Woman, qui est d'une telle éloquence que ça m'en ferme la trappe:
"Stupid, stupid humanity. GET YOUR FUCKING GUNS OUT OF THE WAY. GET A BRAIN, SO YOU WILL SEE THAT YOUR NEXT-DOOR NEIGHBOR IS A LONELY WEIRDO WITH NO ONE TO TALK TO (and certainly not you, because you know better than to talk to weirdos, right?). The sweet days of the roaming buffaloes are over, in case you hadn't noticed. John Wayne is dead. And so are a bunch of other people, now."
Je me permets de citer Stupendous Woman, qui est d'une telle éloquence que ça m'en ferme la trappe:
"Stupid, stupid humanity. GET YOUR FUCKING GUNS OUT OF THE WAY. GET A BRAIN, SO YOU WILL SEE THAT YOUR NEXT-DOOR NEIGHBOR IS A LONELY WEIRDO WITH NO ONE TO TALK TO (and certainly not you, because you know better than to talk to weirdos, right?). The sweet days of the roaming buffaloes are over, in case you hadn't noticed. John Wayne is dead. And so are a bunch of other people, now."
