I'm so sick of the news' "If it bleeds it leads" motto. All I hear is who got shot, who was stabbed, what person got ran over by a run away bus, the air is bad, the red M&M's cause cancer, the politician's lied, the Middle East is at war, the celeb is cheating, the mayor got caught, meat causes cancer, cabbage cures cancer, don't take your medicine, insert the feeding tube, and when they get real desperate, the puppy drowns. I think we need a change. I think we need: The Good News.
Here's what I'm talking about.
Woman gives birth to beautiful, healthy baby! Celebration ensues.
Billy studies, and successfully passes 3rd Grade spelling bee!
Friendly Futon Day! Buy one Futon, get one free. Just because!
Junk like that. You see, I think us as American's have an appetite for the blood and the death, the lying, cheating and the scandals; or as Axl put it, an Appetite for Destruction.
But I see a change in our direction. I see a change for the Good. I mean, look how well that Home Makeover show is doing. That show tries to be tough and manly by demo'ing stuff, then building it up again, but really, it's nothing but a touchy feely show that leaves even the most burly men in tears by the end.
All I'm saying is let's start talking about Good News. Futon the puppy.
Adam Michela says,
I'm with ya. I'm tired of hearing about car accidents and cancer. I can't do anything about them, and I don't want to be reminded of that.
Start a petition. If we can get two futons for the price of one out of it I'll sign right now!
Posted @ May 3, 2005Noah says,
I'll start the petition, but you'll have to check with Futon Bob about the two for one deal!
Posted @ May 3, 2005Red Futon Canary says,
Noah, we will have to stop at Pacific Futon this weekend and see if we can get that 2 for 1 deal. Although you may get rejected because of your freaky arm hair thing. I don't think Futons are sold on an equal arm hair opportunity basis.
Anyways I'm all about the daily futon of good news, rather than the daily depressing futon.
futon in my head, todd
Posted @ May 3, 2005