Red Velvet Lounge

      I don’t like to complain. Cuz life is good. But every once in a while I see something that irritates me. I’m an AT&T customer, so my homepage is my.yahoo.com. and I just saw this headline today:

AP - Young adults who watch racy television shows have a higher chance of getting pregnant, says a new study.

     WTF?! Are you kidding me? Did it occur to ANYONE, that MAYBE the young adults who are pregnant simply enjoy racy television?! I’m not going to bore you with the “chicken and the egg” argument, but let’s be honest with ourselves. People do what they want to do. They find TV programs that “work” for them. The old folks watch Walker: Texas Ranger, the middle-aged watch Rock of Love, and the kids watch American Idol. I thought that was understood. Why are people still trying to make the argument that life imitates art?

      I play a video game called Hitman. I love this game. It lets me kill people, lots of people. I love it for the same reason I love the movie Ocean’s 11 (the original and the remake, but not the two sequels to the remake). These are things I have no intention of ever doing. But I’m a human being and I have an imagination. Seeing these events come to fruition in front of me gives me pleasure. I am not ashamed of that pleasure! Watching a bullet go through someone’s head in slow motion is exhilarating! It’s not because I want to do that to somebody. It’s because I’ve thought about what it would be like. And I’ve never been able to materialize that picture. A video simulation gives me that emotional release. Then I go to the Waffle House and eat a ham & cheese omelet and it’s over. I sleep like a baby. Any questions?