The joy of GBoD!

From my view, somewhat raised on this soapbox of mine, I’m witnessing the beginning of the end of the English language.  Time to attack technology before it dumbs us down, similar to the movie “Idiocracy,” it’s not too late.  A combination of psychological and practicality seems to have people making eye contact and speaking directly to each other less and less as the years go by.  Breakups via email, dating through chat, texting someone in your own house (that goes out to Katie) it’s going to completely destroy our ability to communicate with the next generation.  Which I’m already naming “Generation Pussy” because they are going to be even more pussified than the current generation of sissy-pants and mouth breathers!

The current generation is going to be called “Generation Bags of Douche”….GBoD.

My main interaction with GBoD is in school or a few different social places, library, grocery store (when they bag my groceries) it’s amazed at their inability to speak something close to English.  And what frightens me is the telephones that have been super glued to their hands.  As if they are afraid that if they place the phone down it will immediately sprout wings and fly off with the fucking monkeys from Wizard of Oz!  And I’m also impressed with the quickness that they respond to any text they receive.  I watched as a girl hands turned into a creepy blur as she responded back to whatever loser would text this white trash whore.

It’s going to come to the point where GBoD will ONLY be able to communicate via text message.  Eye-contact is damn near gone in our society.  When was the last time someone looked at you, and you looked off before making eye contact?  We aren’t fucking dogs; it’s not a social challenge!  Have you said “Hi” to a stranger after making eye contact?  I am guilty of this too, but I’m trying to change my ways.  I’m actually going out of my way to make eye contact at school, mainly because everyone tries to avert their gaze, so it’s fun making people uncomfortable.  Especially when someone is nervous while giving a speech….just fucking stare right at them, you can see that they want to cry and just text the rest of their PowerPoint presentation!

How the hell are these people going to get real jobs and interact with the public or with other employees if they can hardly speak to a group of 15?  These poor poor bags of douche. 

I just hope they can text “would you like an apple pie with that?”