Even if you're a strict parent and you've got Net Nanny "watchdog" programs on the kiddies' computers, here's the front page of the Daily News website in all its lurid glory:
Hey Dick and Jane, HERE are your role models!
Oooh, it's a transgender freak getting famous for imitating a nauseating piece of shit named Adam Levine!
Oooh, it's Chelsea Handler! YOU can be a media whore like HER, and talk dirty and pose with your boobs hanging out or squatting in a toilet, and that'll make you a STAR!
HOW the FUCK does the Daily Cooze and the London Daily Fail (who seem to be owned by the same pedophiles and perverts) have the NERVE to put this shit on the Internet?
It doesn't take long before people accept this junk as normal. It's bad enough that human nature makes "bad behavior" so attractive. The days of "Let's go see Bonnie & Clyde" and "Let's read that book about Manson" seem quaint, don't they?
Is it any wonder that teenage girls are running off to fuck rappers, and that everyone's switching sexes, and there's hardly anyone over 12 who isn't a virgin and hasn't run through half of the Kraft-Ebing catalog?
It's nice that people are not so "inhibited" about sexuality, or nudity, but maybe, just MAYBE, transgender, bukkake, public exhibitionism, bad girl wardrobe malfunctions, and sex Kardashian-style don't make for "all the news fit to print?"
I guess a parent is supposed to lock down the computers at home or stand guard 24-7. Or spend a LOT of time explaining, "No, no, just because the Daily News is happily telling us about bad behavior doesn't mean it's GOOD behavior..."
It was ironic that Madonna, the interracial lesbo exhibitionist deluxe, had enough money to move her brood of half-breeds and bastards to England, lock them in a castle, and FORBID them from using the Internet or television, and had enough nannies to watch them while she went out slutting herself on stage.
I kind of liked the old days when B&D and S&M wasn't happily burbled about as "did you see 50 Shades of Grey" and rap songs about ass-fucking weren't on the radio. It was a little saner when, if you wanted the worst porn, you COULD get it, but had to go to a red light district or find a mail order seller via a men's magazine to get it.
Playboy looks tame compared to the front page of Internet newspapers.
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