Special musc by special kids

Dear Blog,

I'm done complaining for the year now.
Let me rant about something else though, something that occured to me while being shocked and awed by the amazingness of the Kids of Whiney High.
It goes like this : what if...

(I strongly suggest you to go fetch the song "Respect" by these splendid musicians and that you listen to it while reading this message of hope. its what inspired me, as if the redemptor himself was typing through my hands)

what if the norm as normaly defined by quantity was rather defined by quality.

Let me illustrate : take Amresh in full Shiva combat fatigue and place him on a bus in lets say Outremont. As you all know, Mr. Puri, as the vilain petit canard that he is, firmly believes he is like the people surrounding him on this bus, he aspires to be like these ultra-bourgeois pseudo intellectuels fartsy fuckers. Sadly for him, it is not the case, and he is labeled by these elitist shitheads as an abnormal, unworthy of their scorn and condescending laughs. But what gives these asses the right to laugh him down are their numbers! Not their qualities! If the bus was instead filled with an Amresh militia and a miserable and slimy outremondain was to climb aboard, tis he who'd be laughed down by the colorful herd of special and sympathetic fellows. What I mean to say is, in a fair world, normality would be defined by the whole of the person's characteristics, and so lets look at ourselves for a little while. Lets probe deep in our souls and see the sarcasm and the desillusioned view that we've come to take on this sad and hostile world, take this big shell of corrupted sentiments and place it next to the unprotected mind of a kid with Down syndrome. The question I ask you today is the following : is it really you that is normal? Or this lovely smiling ray of light, incapable of the least note of sarcasm and irony, this sincere jewel of the earth, sent to us like a heavenly angel here to remind us that yes, there is still hope, there is still place for honesty and love in this universe and... ...

...aw shit. The song just stopped. Now I have to face stupid reality again.