God must be a He
...because no chick could be this brilliant...
...unless she's ugly...
...and then no one gives a shit...
So there's this idea of "Stockholm Syndrome". I'm sure you're familiar with it. And if not...
So, now that we've reviewed ---
Whats up with this? These people look to their kidnappers/abusers to care for them? They actually LIKE them in some cases? Why? Someone could kidnap you, do some awful [kinky] shit to you, and when it's all over, you're sending this fool postcards every week in jail. Probably wishing him well and a safe return to the outside. What is going on here, my dirties?
I would submit to you that they turn to the evil whackos because they have nowhere else to turn. When they're all alone and things are looking bleak; the kidnappers are the only ones there. And, in fact, these sickos DO take care of them. (Even if it's in the form of letting you live because they're gonna plug the guy next to you instead. They did spare you. And in doing so, sort of saved your life...)
This reminds me of some corrupt King/ruler or something. The guy [let's call him.... umm.... God?] puts on a great show on the outside, but up in the castle he's raping bitches [and boyscouts] and cutting people's dongs off cos they can't pay his ridiculous tax or cos they don't worship him enough and praise how he's the greatest dude in the land. (Did I just accuse G of raping children? Fuck, I hope not...) So, He's [it's capitalized for effect, ya see] doing all this stuff, but what's the outcome? Everybody loves the shmuck-King. That's your outcome! And whenever he hires some thugs to burn down a village and tragedy is right in your backyard, what do you do? Oh, you turn to him. You believe he'll come and make everything right. You love him! He'll do something about the torch wielding thugs! He'll rebuild your hut! Why wouldn't he? And if he doesnt.... well, it's all a part of his plan. Let it slide--
And you'll still love him. Where else could/would you turn during the hard times?
But why? You gotta know that it's this jerk-off pulling all the puppet strings. He's the one raining down fire. He's the one taking your little girl from you so he can have someone scrub his testes. If he's running the show, then at best he's letting all this terrible shit happen to you and everyone else. And at worst - he's actually ordering it to happen. You know it, I know it, and we're still looking to this guy to make things right. We still worship him. It's all part of His plan...
yea -- His plan to make you love Him! Stockholm Syndrome...
He knows that for every huge tragedy, he's picking up a boatload of new recruits. So it's just a numbers game here. Kill 500 in some freak brush fire or terrorist attack; pick up two thousand fresh souls, ready to love you forever. It's brilliant... He is definitely a He (and possibly a kidnapper)
I gotta go write a postc... I mean, go to church
----
well, wow. im not touching that with a 10-foot pole. but i gotta be honest here...i expected the "Stockholm Syndrome" blog to be something about females and their affinity for assholes. and by assholes, i mean moribund relationships. and by moribund i mean abusive. and by abusive, i mean parasitic.
certainly the syndrome could apply to any and all of these, no?
what about all the good times you and your "kidnapper" had together? all the times he allowed you to speak or to NOT be hit/shot in the face? he clearly cares about you
i think you could write a book about this, and im sure someone has at some point. but it would be redundant to give an example for each of the aforementioned scenarios.
lets just say "stockholm syndrome" and call "scoreboard" on this one
its sad. no, fascinating. no, awesome. at least for *us*
--let us pray
...unless she's ugly...
...and then no one gives a shit...
So there's this idea of "Stockholm Syndrome". I'm sure you're familiar with it. And if not...
"The syndrome is named after the Norrmalmstorg
robbery of Kreditbanken at Norrmalmstorg, Stockholm in
which the bank robbers held bank employees hostage from August 23 to August 28, 1973. In this case, the victims became emotionally attached to their victimizers, and even defended their captors after they were freed from their six-day ordeal."
So, now that we've reviewed ---
Whats up with this? These people look to their kidnappers/abusers to care for them? They actually LIKE them in some cases? Why? Someone could kidnap you, do some awful [kinky] shit to you, and when it's all over, you're sending this fool postcards every week in jail. Probably wishing him well and a safe return to the outside. What is going on here, my dirties?
I would submit to you that they turn to the evil whackos because they have nowhere else to turn. When they're all alone and things are looking bleak; the kidnappers are the only ones there. And, in fact, these sickos DO take care of them. (Even if it's in the form of letting you live because they're gonna plug the guy next to you instead. They did spare you. And in doing so, sort of saved your life...)
This reminds me of some corrupt King/ruler or something. The guy [let's call him.... umm.... God?] puts on a great show on the outside, but up in the castle he's raping bitches [and boyscouts] and cutting people's dongs off cos they can't pay his ridiculous tax or cos they don't worship him enough and praise how he's the greatest dude in the land. (Did I just accuse G of raping children? Fuck, I hope not...) So, He's [it's capitalized for effect, ya see] doing all this stuff, but what's the outcome? Everybody loves the shmuck-King. That's your outcome! And whenever he hires some thugs to burn down a village and tragedy is right in your backyard, what do you do? Oh, you turn to him. You believe he'll come and make everything right. You love him! He'll do something about the torch wielding thugs! He'll rebuild your hut! Why wouldn't he? And if he doesnt.... well, it's all a part of his plan. Let it slide--
And you'll still love him. Where else could/would you turn during the hard times?
But why? You gotta know that it's this jerk-off pulling all the puppet strings. He's the one raining down fire. He's the one taking your little girl from you so he can have someone scrub his testes. If he's running the show, then at best he's letting all this terrible shit happen to you and everyone else. And at worst - he's actually ordering it to happen. You know it, I know it, and we're still looking to this guy to make things right. We still worship him. It's all part of His plan...
yea -- His plan to make you love Him! Stockholm Syndrome...
He knows that for every huge tragedy, he's picking up a boatload of new recruits. So it's just a numbers game here. Kill 500 in some freak brush fire or terrorist attack; pick up two thousand fresh souls, ready to love you forever. It's brilliant... He is definitely a He (and possibly a kidnapper)
I gotta go write a postc... I mean, go to church
----
well, wow. im not touching that with a 10-foot pole. but i gotta be honest here...i expected the "Stockholm Syndrome" blog to be something about females and their affinity for assholes. and by assholes, i mean moribund relationships. and by moribund i mean abusive. and by abusive, i mean parasitic.
certainly the syndrome could apply to any and all of these, no?
what about all the good times you and your "kidnapper" had together? all the times he allowed you to speak or to NOT be hit/shot in the face? he clearly cares about you
i think you could write a book about this, and im sure someone has at some point. but it would be redundant to give an example for each of the aforementioned scenarios.
lets just say "stockholm syndrome" and call "scoreboard" on this one
its sad. no, fascinating. no, awesome. at least for *us*
--let us pray
posted by Big Shifta at 2/10/2006 03:19:00 PM
2 Comments:
Uh, I know God is good, because He gave me the gift that keeps on giving...herpes. Actually that's a lie; I gave it to Him! Either way, you better pray er, well, hope, i guess, that the Greater Power out there doesn't mind you associating Him with kidnappers and other common thugs.
funny, I was just talking about that sorta thing to my roomate as we drove home from a really classy meal at Denny's and what we were talking about in particular is how I don't like super religous people. why do people act all weird around them...I am still going to swear if you think God is real...I am still going to be a bitch and if you piss me off I am going to blame it on you...I don't get it - and I am still going to say "god damn" and "jesus christ" because they are apart of my vocab so bugger of reliqous crazies.
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