Sunday, September 20, 2015
Obituary For Clarisse McClellan
16 Year Old Clarisse McClellen Put To Death on Sunday
"She was a time bomb"
"She didn't want to know how things were done, but why"
Clarisse McClellan lived a life much different from anyone else in our society. She was a threat, a non realistic being who refused to follow the laws of our nation. She spent her days picking flowers and dreaming on front porches on homes; speaking of things that would only make sense in the most fiction of books. The government took her away and she was pronounced dead only hours later. Her family has reportedly moved away from there residence across the street from fireman Guy Montang. There have been no funeral preparations announced for the young girl put to eternal rest, but take this as a fair warning. Follow the rules of where you are from, this is exactly where NONSENSE leads you.
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Friday, September 18, 2015
WANTED: GUY MONTAG (wanted poster by Daisy Carr)
WANTED: GUY MONTAG
Firefighter Guy Montag wanted for stealing and hiding books. His home is burnt so don't waste your time checking there. He is on the run. Catch him before skipping town. Bounty: $4,500!
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EXTRA EXTRA: GUY MONTAG, FUGITIVE ON THE RUN (Lead Article by Daisy Carr)
BE ON THE LOOKOUT FOR GUY MONTAG
Fugitive Guy Montag is on the run for having gotten caught with many books in his now burnt home. He was a firefighter for Captain Beatty. As he did his job, he'd take books from the homes before scorching them. He had them hidden from his wife for years up until now.
WHERE IS HE OFF TO?
Montag is running. Help us catch him. Look out of your doors. Stay inside. Make sure you are safe. This man is dangerous. We have helicopters and a Mechanical Hound after him, and we will be able to capture him with your help. We need to locate his whereabouts.
DO WE WANT HIM DISTURBING OUR PEACE?
How dare he take away our peace. Our happiness. Our technology. These books are useless. They make us take in information that is worthless. Why would we read what we don't need? We will catch him and make him pay for what he has done. He will regret every book he's ever stolen.
HEADED TOWARDS THE SOUTH
Guy Montag is headed towards the south. The Hound picked up his scent. He is trying to escape and get out of town. We will not rest until this maniac is taken down. He's about to leave! Our Hound's going for the kill...
HE'S GONE
Our helicopters have caught it on film. He is gone. Burned, incinerated, just like his home. Like his books, his wife, his parlor "families", all burnt. He will no longer disturb our peace. We are free from book reading. Happiness is back again.
Clarisse Mcclellan's Last Words: The Key to a Lovely Life (Editorial by Clare McKernan)
One word: Beauty.
There's beauty in the world and rarely is anyone noticing it. The moon, the sun, the air, the nature; all ignored because of society's brainwashed by technology.Every night I stand on my street corner and stare up into the sky. You all may look up into that same late night sky, and will see pitch black and complete darkness, a blank space with no atmosphere. I also see the darkness, But admire it, imagining beyond it. I see galaxies, I see Jupiter, I see mars. I see the visible stars and think, "Wow, is that fire? Is that a planet?" and it completely mesmerizes me.
And I think that's why our society does not let its people read books. I think they're scared. They're scared that we might lose focus of what's real in the universe; that our imaginations may take over, and to that I say so be it. Bringing imagination into real life would make living a lot more tolerable.
And the more I try to pull my point across the large groups of people in this world, the more I get called crazy, insane, and unreasonable. People are scared to have the same curiosity and cheerfulness that I have. I invite everyone to enter my way of thinking.
Start by looking at the ground, observe colors and textures, touch the floor to see how it feels on the tips of your fingers. Begin to question its existence, why its there, why its necessary. If you can't do that, make it up from what you think is logical, or even illogical. I love the grass, the autumn leaves withered into a brown, and the sight of bloomed yellow dandelions, and putting them under my chin to know if I'm in love.
My family makes me see a psychiatrist and I make a point to makeup things to say. He calls me regular, because of my lies I spill to conform and get him away, but I am anything but that of others in this society. And you, my fellow people, should also refuse to be anything but extraordinary, because you may lose sight of the wonders of the world.
**THIS WAS WRITTEN 3 DAYS PRIOR TO THE DEATH OF CLARISSE MCCLELLAN***
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