Why?

Well, after a terrible day, I just had to make it worse.  Reading these reports was just awful, just awful.  Why must we read about these.  Wait, I know why, we are suppose to broaden our knowledge of literature.  We are suppose to think outside of the box.  But maybe its just me, I would much, MUCH rather read literary fiction and poetry.  Fiction can be anything.  ANYTHING!  It is amazing to see what these authors can come up with and their great sense of imagination.  You use imagination when you read these styles of books, and isn't that the first reason we started to read in the first place?  Our teachers in elementary school telling us that when we read a book, it takes us to other places.  Poetry takes us to the actual mind of the poet, where we can see his romantic or dark mind.  We can be soothed or frightened by the words on the page, as we read with the beat like a drum.  We feel our souls tremble as we read these inevitable truths.  That's what writing should be.  The crap we have to read is not writing whatsoever.  When I was reading about the blog, I was taken to a place where the author had no enthusiasm and just told me about blogging.  On a scale of excitement, turtle races demolished this paper.  And then we had a tear jerk-er, the homeless in college.  Don't get me wrong, I don't hate homeless people, I just hate people who try to make me feel bad and fail.  What every happened to the Keep It Simple Stupid method?  Why must everyone that I have to read feel like elaborating on and on and on over a bunch of bullshit that no one cares about.  I wrote this blog to boycott these stupid pieces of work.  Until I find a work that moves me, I believe that this "writing" shall not be deemed writing in my mind.  So bring it on writers.  Bring it on.