What is so entertaining about watching a person in the throes of despair and confusion thrash about? Is it the suffering - and make no mistake, this lady suffers - that is the source of such pleasure?
Best wishes to you, Miss.
Originally Posted by JohnnyYanks
I've been thinking of why I actually tend to read topics like this. Is it a personal failing of mine? I'm more Buddhist than anything even with my Christian upbringing.
So in my heart, I'm not really supposed to want to read this sort of mess.
But it's like that Miley Cyrus dance thing that we're reading about in the news. I watched it last night. Side note: What was up with her tongue?
I guess that my life is rather boring. Unless it's sexual or during some sort of really perverted appointment that I might have at any moment in time, I lead a very normal life, whatever that means.
So when reading something so very different and so very NOW, it's tough to not be somewhat enthralled with it. That's why people stop to look at wrecks, accidents and fire.
Human condition, maybe?