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Let's Go Hunting!...not.

Merry Christmas to me, I got a Kindle. Best gift ever really. 
I recently have been on an eBook buying spree. So much fun. I was sifting through my memories of books I remember liking, but don't perfectly remember the story or the plot. I remembered one from High School, a short story. You know those gargantuan Literature books we had for English, with the collection of poems, short stories, plays, etc... They had like 1, 522 pages. Ya, it was from one of those books. By far it was the most liked story I read in my High School Literature career. The name of the short story is "The Most Dangerous Game." I felt morbid back then, for liking the story line and plot so much, but now that the world seems to have ran away with the idea of people hunting each other, (Thank you Hunger Games)  I don't feel so bad. This my friends is called desensitization. This is simply a statement. I am not making a stand. It just is.
I am amazed at the simple, yet steady, decline of acceptance that has occurred over my lifetime. It also frightens me to thing where the starting point of declination will be with the next generation. Something to think about.

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  1. Love this. I think the same thing about myself sometimes... It seems I am less affected by the media. Also, Kindles are the best! I got one for Christmas as well:)

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