Also, my mind encompasses yours, and that makes me feel good.
In Islam, men are promised virgins in heaven, but they are not just promised ordinary women who have not had their hymen penatrated---they are promised something more akin to a robot, a being lacking free will and desiring only to serve her husband in all his sexual desires.
I can't help but think that maybe Miss Teen South Carolina has been promised to one of the more notable Islamic matyrs of recent history. To be this clueless about, well, about EVERYTHING, and still be held up as one of the hallmarks of womanly virture on national TV--surely we must be living in some warped reality that values physical beauty to the point that even a skull filled with nothing but air and cum could become a model which young women aspire to.
The answer Miss Teen South Carolina gives, if it can really be qualified as an answer, is not just poorly worded or poorly reasoned. No, it is clear that she does not even understand the question being asked.
"Recent polls have shown that a fifth of Americans can't locate the US on a world map. Why do you think this is?"
Analyzing the reasons Miss Teen South Carolina gives for why this might be is pointless. She mentions South Africa, "the Iraq", "US Americans," and bemoans the lack of access in America to reliable maps.
No, the real answer here is Miss Teen South Carolina herself. The vacant eyes, the unthinking smile, the impression in people of normal intelligence that the woman would answer in the same lilting nothingness if she were being interrogated by the CIA with electrodes attached to her nipples.
There is no conciousness here. "All Men Are Created Equal." Perhaps they are, but after that point you have to wonder if maybe there is a sliding scale. At some point, do people lose what makes them human, slip into a waking stupor that resembles a plant more than a thinking individual?
There is no real point to this diary, other than to lament what we have become. Spartans used to put the most undesirable of their nation's children on the side of a hill to die from the elements.
We put them on fucking television.