Sometimes I wonder where all the adults in the world went. When I was a boy, I remember looking up to my parents as superhero-esque figures that were the very model of adulthood. As I matured, I realized that they were just like me, trying to make their way in the world. Big kids. Now I'm starting to wonder if ANYONE is really an adult. What kind of infantile person does it take to hold a competition to find racist cartoons about the holocaust as a response to racist cartoons about Islamic suicide bombers?! How old are these people, 6? 7, maybe?
It's all seems a bit too silly to be real, doesn't it?
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