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Wednesday, 16 July 2008 @ 9:04 pm
Recently, I read 'To Kill a Mockingbird' by Harper Lee. That book taught me that the white man really is a selffish bitchass motherfucker, despite people like Atticus taking a stand for the minority. True to word, the minorities really do have the most power, but it's people like Bob Ewell (for those who have read the book) that fuck up lives of others because they can't stand being the one shunned and looked down upon. So what if you're poor, you can barely read and right, and you literally live next to a dump? That isn't a good enough reason to make up some make belief story about how a black man raped your daughter. [SPOILERS ABOUND] If he didn't coop us his daughter, and the other seven children, she wouldn't resort to such desparate means of a chance at love. Honestly, what the fuck was she thinking? Even if she did send all her siblings for some fucking ice-cream, ever think that MAYBE your dad might MAYBE peek through the window to see what's up? And seriously, c'mon, you don't have to go alone with his bullshit story of some "nigga-beating rape" to protect your dad especially if he's been such a dick to you for so long. I'm sure most people out there would be pretty pissed off if their dad was like. I know I am. But are you? Anyway, this book is just a plain piece of shit goodness. Though it might make your mind narrowed down to simple discrimination, or actually open up a world of possibilities, read it. Now. The Hypnotoad commands you to.
Also, I can't believe this is the ONLY book Harper Lee ever wrote in her life. Did she bother with anything else? No. Why? Because it won a Pulitzer Prize, was made into an amazing film two years later (not to mention Gregory Peck being in it), and has sold over thirty million copies. Finch? Mockingbird? Peck? Fuck this shit, I need some more Coke.
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