the nazis would be proud

I was reading a book tonight after fabulous conference, and I started to hate it.  Like loath it.  What the author was saying, her tone, and ugh...

I grew so mad I threw it on the ground.

And this is not the first time I have thrown a book.

In fact, when reading what the Vatican had to say about Mitt Romney in my parent's Catholic Newspaper at breakfast I promptly ripped the page out and with vengeance marched into the office to the shredder.

Burning stuff?  Oh that is fun, too.  I have been known to burn: old diary entries, files of personal information that I never want anyone to know, and yeah the occasional picture-

And it's not because I can't deal with the text usually, it's because I don't think it's suitable for others to read.  Because I feel the desire to censor everything.

Ya.  The Nazis burned and censored books, and I guess I feel the need to as well. 

What do you expect, though. I am half German after all...

Comments

[kelly mccaleb]

i must know what book!

[trisha hartle]

That is so funny, the whole book thing! And thanks for the comment on my blog!

[shan]

man, I hope I never get on your bad side. :o) You are fiery!

[ashley]

i wanna know what book it was. you probably know i randomly found your blog (via A Little Sussy, actually) and now I will keep reading. Some blogs you just kind of pass over, but some are worth looking at over again. So thanks for leaving comments on mine, too!