As I peruse the Internet what seems, among my reactions, to beat out wonder and interest and covetousness and boredom and frustration and inertia and entertainment and, really, anything else, is outrage.
I am outraged!
I am often so outraged that I consider writing a comment. That's pretty outraged. Then I remember that writing a comment automatically engages one in a discussion with confusing people one doesn't like. Also it's a lot of work to leave a comment. So then I leave my computer and look at flowers and breathe until I am calm or until it is time to do some plumbing or cleaning or something. But if I had a form letter for outraged comment, I could just fill it in quick, post it up, and move on, which would be much quicker, and I wouldn't have to bother the flowers.
Where could I find a form of outraged comment to fill in?
I have no idea.
I was completely
by the above issue pertaining to
___ Income inequality.
___ The arts.
___ Cooking methods.
___ Library policy.
___ Global warming.
It is time we stopped standing around like
___ Good little children
___ Powerful people
___ Fat cats
___ So called baristas
___ Nazis. There, I said it, Nazis!
___ Arbiters of worthy culture
run roughshod over our best and most humane impulses. I, for one, plan to
___ Make my voice heard
___ Make them rue the day
___ Personally change my behavior
___ Pointlessly express my rage
___ Writing this comment in the comment section.
___ Contacting my Congressperson.
___ Never buying this product ever again unless it's on sale.
___ Irrationally threatening various random people.
I just hope
___ It's not too late.
___ Homeland Security is not monitoring my computer.
___ All one billion people on the Internet will agree with me exactly.
___ I still have a piece left of that really terrific sharp cheddar in the fridge.