Subliminal Messaging
First off... this is my 150th post... yey!
Secondly, I read "My Fathers Hands" by Worthington the other day. Nice little story really, English no doubt, but their short prose is not nearly as tedious as their novels. Anyway, its a little boy telling about his father's hands. Working hands they were, whom always took care of his child etc. etc. etc. All that to say, in the end the Father dies trying to open a bottle of medication, he worked hard all of his life but didn't know the bottle was child proof because he never learned to read. Now, before you start going, "Aw so sad" let me explain the psychology. Its not about the boy's father, but is a subtle motto of the intellectual:
Death to the illiterate!
Oh... and have a nice day.
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1 Comments:
my sentiments exactly!!! burn them all and down with illiteracy!! they find no pity here.
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