Recently a cast member of Glee overdosed on heroin and died. People acted like he was a police officer that got killed after saving a baby from a pedophile, maniac, bank-robber, instead of a 30-something who plays a teenager, who is a junkie, and who died from partying too hard while enjoying his millionaire, celebrity lifestyle a bit too much. Anyone with any sense of perspective could agree that his death is not in the “tragedy” category. However after making a small post on Facebook about it, a bunch of people I barely know decided to comment on it to shame me for saying that celebrities addicted to heroin deserve their imminent deaths. What is so controversial about this? I think that after the Martin/Zimmerman verdict, the Arizona firefighters, and the generally unrest on the other side of the world, this actor’s wild Saturday night is not nearly as newsworthy. But it was on TV for over a week. It was on International news for over four days. It’s obscene. I’m going to update this post tomorrow when I’m less lazy with some of the better “dark-sense-of-humor-shaming” quotes from my wall.
I have never tried heroine, but if I did, I suspect it would be really, really, good. People who do it never say that it is the worst feeling ever and try to avoid it a lot after trying it. On these grounds I am willing to believe that, as a substance, heroine produces feelings of intense euphoria, the likes of which I will never, hopefully, know. Actual life is actually pretty shitty a lot of the time (if you’re doing it right), and being given the euphoria of an intense narcotic cannot be good for human brains. Anyone who tries heroine is trying to kill themselves, at least a little. I bet Jesus did heroine… Nah. But Lindsay Lohan for sure. And Amanda Bynes… Maybe.
I have completed my training at the trailer-park-college, and I am now slaving at the trailer-park-law office of Dewey, Cheatem & Howe. My rural town office setting is pretty entertaining for me, they listen to the country music station, they talk about hunting, and the phrase “as useless as tits on a bull” has been uttered. Did I mention I work in an office with only female coworkers? Well, I do. In all honesty, it is the best job I have ever had, and I am only guaranteed to keep it for a month. After which time they could just say “Thanks for the month of free typing, filing, and general awesomeness”. The location is perfect for me. I live fifteen minutes from the city, and the office is fifteen minutes further away than me, and it is proudly “Country” out that way. Everyone has a truck, and an ATV, and a ski-doo for the winter. If I have to, I will wear cowboy boots and a hat to get hired on full-time. It’s an ideal small office with few people to answer to, lots of work, and opportunities to learn a lot about law. More updates on this to come.