Re: "Beethoven's 9th stinks." Your response?

On Mar 31, 10:36 pm, "Jackson K. Eskew" <jacksones...@xxxxxxxxxxx>
wrote:
On Mar 31, 8:16 pm, "wollybird" <wollyb...@xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx> wrote:

Try it sometime. Get up at 3 in the morning to clean vomit off a bed
spread, Wash the bedding , Get the kid settled, do it again at 5am, go
to work, come home help with dinner, give the kid a bath (now try it
when you have a gastro intestinal disease ,I have several times). Read
to him before bed time; take him to the zoo on the week end, etc.,
etc, etc Now try to remember all that crap you read in Plato while
you are doing it. Yes, it's physically tough and mentally, too.
If you are referring to a parent that raises his kid by benign
neglect, you have an obvious point. On the other hand until you have
succeeded at it, you are just an empty shirt.

You're suggesting that the average parent requires the same intensity
of physical training and expertise required of a black belt in karate.
Nonsense. I'm grateful to you though, since you've now completely
revealed your position's abject poverty.

As for neglect, allowing one's child to listen to poison like Slayer
is indeed neglect of a child's soul. Here's a little sample of
Slayer's lyrics:

1. Angel Of Death

[Lyrics & Music - Hanneman]

Auschwitz, the meaning of pain
The way that I want you to die
Slow death, immense decay
Showers that cleanse you of your life
Forced in
Like cattle
You run
Stripped of
Your life's worth
Human mice, for the Angel of Death
Four hundred thousand more to die
Angel of Death
Monarch to the kingdom of the dead
Sadistic, surgeon of demise
Sadist of the noblest blood

Destroying, without mercy
To benefit the Aryan race

Surgery, with no anesthesia
Fell the knife pierce you intensely
Inferior, no use to mankind
Strapped down screaming out to die
Angel of Death
Monarch to the kingdom of the dead
Infamous butcher,
Angel of Death

Pumped with fluid, inside your brain
Pressure in your skull begins pushing through your eyes
Burning flesh, drips away
Test of heat burns your skin, your mind starts to boil
Frigid cold, cracks your limbs
How long can you last
In this frozen water burial?
Sewn together, joining heads
Just a matter of time
'Til you rip yourselves apart
Millions laid out in their
Crowded tombs
Sickening ways to achieve
The holocaust
Seas of blood, bury life
Smell your death as it burns
Deep inside of you
Abacinate, eyes that bleed
Praying for the end of
Your wide awake nightmare
Wings of pain, reach out for you
His face of death staring down,
Your blood running cold
Injecting cells, dying eyes
Feeding on the screams of
The mutants he's creating
Pathetic harmless victims
Left to die
Rancid Angel of Death
Flying free

[LEADS: HANNEMAN, KING, HANNEMAN, KING, HANNEMAN]

Angel of Death
Monarch to the kingdom of the dead
Infamous butcher,
Angel of Death

Angel of Death

2. Piece By Piece

[Lyrics & Music - King]

Modulistic terror
A vast sadistic feast
The only way to exit
Is going piece by piece

You have no choice of life or death
My face you will not see
I'll rip your flesh 'till there's no breath
Dismembered destiny

As soon as life has left your corpse
I'll make you part of me
No emotion
Death is all I see

Modulistic terror
A vast sadistic feast
The only way to exit
Is going piece by piece

Bones and blood lie on the ground
Rotten limbs lie dead
Decapitated bodies found
On my wall, your head!

On your trail I close the gap
One more life that soon won't be
No emotion
Your flesh is all I need

I'll send you to your maker
Confront the God you seek
A flash of red upon his your chest
Safety out of reach

(You have no choice of life or death
My face you will not see
I'll rip your flesh 'till there's no breath
Dismembered destiny)

(Modulistic terror
A vast sadistic feast
There's only one way out of here
Piece by piece)

3. Necrophobic

[Lyrics & Music - Hanneman & King]

Strangulation, mutilation, cancer of the brain
Limb dissection, amputation, from a mind deranged

Asphyxiation, suffocation, gasping for air
Explain to me the feeling after sitting in the chair?

Ripping apart
Severing flesh
Gouging eyes
Tearing limb from limb

Experimentation, slow infection, internal decay
Execution, need transfusion, body rots away

Sliced incision, zero vision, loss of vital signs
Skin contortion, bone erosion, your life becomes your fine

Ripping apart
Severing flesh
Gouging eyes
Tearing limb from limb

[LEAD: HANNEMAN, KING]

Strangulation, mutilation, cancer of the brain
Limb dissection, amputation, from a mind deranged

Asphyxiation, suffocation, gasping for air
Explain to me the feeling after sitting in the chair

Sliced incision, zero vision, loss of vital signs
Skin contortion, bone erosion, your life becomes your fine

Necrophobic can't control the paranoia
Scared to die

Whatever none of my kids listen to that crap.I have no doubt in my
mind that becoming a black belt is much easier than being a good
parent. you simpily speak as though you are an authority on topics you
are ignorant of, and at the end of the day are a waste of breath

.

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