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    Thursday, July 22, 2010, 5:48 PM
    Back form NDP briefing! Okay, the rain caught me, wet.


    So do you heard about Jessi Slaughter? She gained instant famous after putting up a rant on Youtube because of her Tumblr and she is now an internet sensation. Did Tumblr ask you to post any nuisance photo of yourself? No. Tumblr might change? What? 11-year-old sluts?

    Being a tumblr elitist isn't cute. Who cares if someone new discovers tumblr? What’s the big deal in an influx of new members? I thought that was the entire point of this “community”, one that’s constantly growing, and has blogs all over the world, from different culture scenes. Shit, get over it. Share, it won’t ‘kill the scene’. This is the internet, kids are acting like it’s a game of Russian Roulette.

    Guys, calm down… Little Jessi Slaughter can’t take us down.

    I don’t even know what to say. I can’t even blame it on ignorance because there has to be some part of her or her parents that know better. I mean seriously: nude photos, rape charges, death threats. This girl is 11. ELEVEN. She is still a child. Childhood is supposed to be simple and fun. Eleven years old shouldn’t even know that such horrible things exist in the world. Childhood is a time in which children need to grow and see the world for the good and magical things it has to offer. It is not until later in life that we should experience feelings of disappointment; But that is besides the point.

    I understand that there is an inner need to be known in everyone of us. Everyone gets that little bit of adrenaline that starts to run through their veins when they find out that other people know their name. Or who they are. We all get like that. But that need for such attention should not over-rule our morals. The status that we crave should not blind us from ethics. I think that from the beginning of our lives, we all know what we consider to be right and wrong. What we think is acceptable and what is not.

    In my opinion, this entire situation is not acceptable, for anyone that is involved. This entire thing makes me cringe. I can’t decide if I think that no one is at fault, or if everyone is at fault. The immaturity of the people involved truly surprises me. I guess I just think that 11 year olds are supposed to be dreaming about what they want to be when they grow up and watching Disney Channel every night before their bedtime arrives. Not surfing the world’s riskiest websites and going to concerts in which every song pertains to sex. I guess I’m under the impression that parents are supposed to teach their children not to use foul language and to shield them from everything that is bad in life. I guess I feel that sex is supposed to be saved for love, and not pursued whenever their is ‘easy access’ around. I guess I think that people still know to stay out of other people’s business and that threats in any manner and at any time are very unacceptable. - Call me old fashioned, but I guess I thought that the world still had some purity.

    What has the world truly come to?