Friday, March 21, 2008

Gadzooks

Ya know, if you really loathe something and write a letter stating as much, the LAST thing you really WANT is for the people you sent the letter to, to SEND you that very THING you LOATHE. What the hell is wrong with people? I mean, with THAT "logic," I should write to every bank in the world and tell them that I hate money. Hmmmm...now THAT'S an idea...

Of course you probably predicted, and would be correct in doing so, that I wrote about how the "Holocaust Comic Book" was a very bad idea---and the bastages actually sent me one. It nearly burned my fingers as I opened the envelope, I dropped it to the floor with an astonished gasp when I saw the title. I haven't been able to touch it since. I'll never touch it, read it, or use it in any way, are they DAFT??

The letter they sent with it says that they really don't like to CALL IT a "comic book," but rather, a "graphic novel." But I say, like Shakespeare, "a rose by any other name is still a rose." If my grandma had perished in Auschwitz, and some idiot turned her story into a comic book, and then SENT ME ONE after I protest it, I can tell you in all sweet sincerity that somebody's head would roll.

Ah well. That is the state of the world in which we live; I once wrote a tongue-in-cheek complaint letter to the company who made the animal crackers I got from a vending machine---because I had discovered 2 animal crackers that were in a rather sexually suggestive position, fused together deliberately---"doggie style"---and so I xeroxed the damned thing, and wrote a letter saying, sarcastically, that I was very glad these crackers didn't end up in an elementary school somewhere for a little kid to get ahold of. I didn't think anything of it, at the time, but a few weeks later, I got a huge gift basket full of crackers, cookies, chips, and other stuff that this company made, with an apology letter. Unbelievable. Just what my fat ass needed, more carbs. Thanks ya'll. I actually laughed my head off about that cracker when I took it out of the package, I wasn't really COMPLAINING.

But when I DO complain, about a "comic book," regarding genocide, they actually have the gall to send me one. Un-friggin'-believable.

What the hell am I going to do with this stupid Holocaust comic book?! I mean, wouldn't it just be the frosting on the cake if I burned the damned thing...talk about the ultimate irony.

Think about it.

And Happy Easter to those who actually believe in that crap.

---Sassy Girl

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