I'm a hard man, no, really.
Aside from that nasty week after breaking up with t'girlfriend, the last time I cried properly was back when the hostages were being decapitated further east, at least when the media was covering them.
I was sitting in a classroom, and I heard a murmur of conversation behind me. A pack of chavs were snickering and passing around a scrap of paper that apparently had the link to one of the uploaded videos of one of those unfortunate hostages. I mean, I was perfectly aware of the many videos circling the electric internet of the executions, though I hadn't sought one out, out of respect rather than squeamishness. These people had families, and lives of their own. And I could hear these chavs tittering about how blunt the knife was, and how much the victims screamed. It pissed me off so much, I kept quiet though. Later that day, I was alone, and I just sort of broke down and wept for the state of human decency... So angsty. I'm sure karma will rear its head and kick the shit out of those scum at some point.

First post evar, apologies for length. And girth. And those little weird growths, don't worry about them.
(You're kidding me., Fri 15 Apr 2005, 23:26, Reply)