And this is why I am out on organized religion. Just when you think a story about a former NFL star committing suicide just days after clearing his murder resume of two kills couldn't get any weirder, all the sudden we find out a Bible verse was present and 'The Exorcist' theme song starts playing out of nowhere like we are all in the middle of a horror movie. I don't know if it's all the unnecessary th's or just the general idea that there's some unseen man in the sky that's going to be welcoming of a murderous cocksucker with open arms, but the thought of a guy hanging from his cell bars by a bed sheet somehow just got way creeper. Thanks a lot Jesus. I thought this book was supposed to make me feel "Good". Never trusting your reviews again. I mean, the fact that there is no amount of marijuana - synthetic or otherwise - that can make a man capable of writing on their own face in Old English in any legible fashion also offers up some questions. The main one being "hey, who got fucked up with Aaron Hernandez and helped him pledge his loyalty to his maker just minutes before he potentially met him?". I was as sober as a middle schooler can possibly be and I could barely write backwards messages to cars in the rearview when I rode the bus as a child. If there's anything that the trial of Aaron Hernandez taught me about him it's that he's not the most detailed of person while stoned. Who knows what the fuck happened in that cell, but tossing the vague spirituality of some sacred, holier than thou writing and a potential accomplice into the mix instantly makes this investigation more....::insert plot twist sound effect here::...interesting.
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