I had a killer post lined up for you today, but because it included a photo I took with my phone, my web host is now telling me that I have exceeded some quota or other which means you get a text only blog post today. I will post it next week when all is resolved.
In the meantime, a few words on something that just popped into my head.
Have you ever noticed that it is only the truly evil mental people who claim to have been spurred into action by the voices in their heads?
Why do these voices never ask them to do nice, or even mundane things? I would like, just once, to see a local news report with a hero, having saved a small child from house fire (or something equally chivalrous) talking to a reporter and explaining his actions thus;
“It was the voices, the ones in my head. They made me do it. Normally they tell me to rape women and stuff, but I think they were sick of getting such a bad rap, so this time they told me save this child. And to not forget some milk on the way home.”
Or maybe the voices DO ask people to do good things? And people merely take the credit for the good ideas from the voices, and blame them for the bad, and terribly illegal, ones? Which seems a bit unfair on the voices if you ask me.
Today the voices are telling me, quite loudly, that I should not have had that last pint last night.
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It’s the rabbits, the 6 foot pink rabbits that follow everyone around whispering things in their ears, surely you can see them too?
My aunt had voice that told her she was a CIA agent. Her CIA assignment involved writing very bad poetry and posting it to some poor soul in San Francisco. I don’t think it paid very well though – her voices don’t seem to have been much help in salary negotiation.
The voices in my head made me leave a comment here.
Surely that counts as a good deed?