PsychoAndy
Lifer
ok, i have a humanities paper due tomorrow morning on satire. i need to make fun of "a current problem in society" i must "discredit/sishonor something foolish about human behavior, have a serious purpose, and entertain (not lecture)
so far the problems with society i'm going to rant about: disco, computers, afhghanistan, john tesh, MLA style, hugs, ricers, women, wiggers
although i dont have much on any topic, i'm open to new ideas. what i have written so far:
Computer?s, John Tesh, and Disco: Why?
Throughout the miniscule existence known as my life, I have seen and experienced much pain, frustration, and joy. How appropriate that it can be summed up in one word: disco. I ask you as respected, educated, mature, contributing members of society, WHY? I cannot fathom the ideas that pass through the minds of people like my parents. Having bell-bottoms, polyester jumpsuits, and an afro are all defining icons of the disco era. Coincidentally, the afro is also the most obvious icon that is captured in my dad?s 1979 wedding photo. After careful review of disco era music and film, I have come to the conclusion that the 1970 was the decade that rhythm forgot. Have you seen Saturday Night Fever? When I watched this film, it made me not walk, but run to my medicine cabinet to break open the Pepto Bismol ® in order to quell my ensuing nausea. I also saw an infomercial for a disco compilation album titled Pure Funk. After hearing a snippet of Kool and the Gang?s Jungle Boogie, I wanted to put an axe through my TV.
edit: ok, i checked out the onion. nice stuff there. does anyone have anything else i can make fun of?
so far the problems with society i'm going to rant about: disco, computers, afhghanistan, john tesh, MLA style, hugs, ricers, women, wiggers
although i dont have much on any topic, i'm open to new ideas. what i have written so far:
Computer?s, John Tesh, and Disco: Why?
Throughout the miniscule existence known as my life, I have seen and experienced much pain, frustration, and joy. How appropriate that it can be summed up in one word: disco. I ask you as respected, educated, mature, contributing members of society, WHY? I cannot fathom the ideas that pass through the minds of people like my parents. Having bell-bottoms, polyester jumpsuits, and an afro are all defining icons of the disco era. Coincidentally, the afro is also the most obvious icon that is captured in my dad?s 1979 wedding photo. After careful review of disco era music and film, I have come to the conclusion that the 1970 was the decade that rhythm forgot. Have you seen Saturday Night Fever? When I watched this film, it made me not walk, but run to my medicine cabinet to break open the Pepto Bismol ® in order to quell my ensuing nausea. I also saw an infomercial for a disco compilation album titled Pure Funk. After hearing a snippet of Kool and the Gang?s Jungle Boogie, I wanted to put an axe through my TV.
edit: ok, i checked out the onion. nice stuff there. does anyone have anything else i can make fun of?