I just received the final score in my second class of the Master’s level of Psychology: 99.5%.
HOW DO YOU LIKE ME NOW?
That’s right, 1/2 a point from a perfect score.
Keep in mind that my frontal lobes are fucked beyond all recognition, I’ve been hit in the head by Walmart’s heavy and structurally unsound wooden pallets, I’ve had two seizures, and meningitis during infancy, and have you got?
ONE BIG MIDDLE FINGER IN YOUR FACE!
Be careful, because I fling stringy boogersnot at anyone who pisses me off or refuses to give another person who suffers from traumatic brain injury the same courtesy that person would give an American war criminal who raped little girls in Iraq. It’s nothing personal, or anything. It’s just that my frontal lobes are now a thing of the past, and the frontal lobes maintain one’s ability from doing something like that.
You know that verse, Romans 7:15-17, in which Paul admits that he can’t maintain the same self-control that he preaches in Titus 1:8 and 1 Corinthians 6:12-20. Verse 13 is hilarious because Paul mentions sexual immorality, but he also mentiones in the next chapter, verse 9, that those who cannot maintain self control should be allowed to marry so that they don’t burn with passion or sin against their own bodies.
“Sorry that you have a green, slimey boogersnot in your right eye, but I wasn’t particularly thrilled with your mockery, and I guess this is as a good a time as any to have you be the third person, other than my doctor and myself, to tell you this, but I just came down with H5N-1, and I’m really contagious. I’m quite sure that bird flu will be quite the adventure for both of us, but I told you never fuck with someone whose frontal lobes are just for looking at.
“I didn’t want to do it, but you shouldn’t have mouthed off like that about people who struggle with disabilities.”
It seems that was the direction Paul was going; as if to say: “I didn’t want to do it, but damaged frontal lobes mean one has either little or no self-control, so I guess you’re fucked because you just had to take a swipe at the developmentally disabled. Have a nice day.”
In conclusion, just because someone knows that they shouldn’t do something upon learning of learning about their bird flu diagnosis (like spit a stringy boogie in your eye) doesn’t mean their frontal lobes will prevent them from ruining your day if you cross them.
Pissing off the disabled (or an advocate of the same) is like a box of chocolates which really turned out to be Ex-Lax. Those frontal lobes will get us every time, and it’s even worse when you’re dealing with someone who had meningitis in 1971 or a former railroad foreman who was the victim of a prem in which a premature detonation in which a tampering iron that was 43 inches long, 1 1/4 inches in diameter and weighed 13 1/4 pounds shot through his skull (source:https://www.smithsonianmag.com/history/phineas-gage-neurosciences-most-famous-patient-11390067/), and that’s going to destroy your ability to keep your middle finger down, as Gage was unable to maintain any kind of employment because he became a profanity-laced alcoholic who flew into rages.
Now, what was all that crap that Paul wrote about self-control, in addition to the ignorance King Solomon wrote in Proverbs 22:24-25 about keeping an angry man isolated?
“Do not make friends with a hot-tempered person, do not associate with one easily angered, or you may learn their ways and get yourself ensnared.”
Isn’t that a bit hypocritical? Because you will read in the sixth verse of that very chapter:
“Start children off on the way they should go, and even when they are old they will not turn from it.”
What did Jesus say?
According to Matthew 7:1-5 (NIV) Christ rebuked the hypocritical and the truly stupid when He said:
“Do not judge others, or you too will be judged. For in the same way you judge others, you will be judged, and with the measure you use, it will be applied to you. Why do you look at the speck of sawdust in your brother’s eye and pay no attention to the plank in your own eye? How can you say to your brother, ‘Let me take the speck in your eye,’ when all the time there is a plank in your own eye? You hypocrite, first take the plank out of your own eye, and then you will see clearly to remove the speck from your brother’s eye.”
Have a nice day.
It’s an accomplishment when someone gets a final score of 99.5% in Psychology 600, but to do that with severe brain damage qualifies one for God-like status.