Conversations With Stupidity

There are so many thoughts running through my head as I write this that I'm not sure I can snatch a random one.

The first thing that comes to mind is the nutty conversation I had with my 13-year-old son.

Before the story gets started, I've got to tell you that every single day - sometimes many times per day - his girlfriend (also 13) calls him. Together they sit and watch television, or play video games online.

So, at the moment this begins, my brain dead teen has the phone to his ear and the 'puter mouse in hand. Telephonically and virtually, they are together.

Then suddenly the brain dead child turns to me and says, "Can I go to the library with her?"

My first thought and response come simultaneously: "What?"

He says, "The library? Can I go?"

Knowing that he seldom cracks even a textbook and recreational reading is something he makes jokes about, I asked, "Why?"

"She's going," he says.

"And?," I reply with an exaggerated motion of the head and shoulders.

"And what?" says the oh great dense one.

"And what do you plan to do? At. The. Library. The Place with BOOKS," I say.

"We're going to get on the computer."

I shake my head as if to rattle out the stupidity that may have slipped in with his sentence and say, "You're on a computer. Right now."

He turns to look at me and I can see that the IQ level is continuing to drop. Then he confirms it. "Theirs are faster."

At this point, I just lose it and begin laughing; as does my seventeen-year-old son who is not as much brain dead these days.

"What?" says brainiac.

Mr. 17 pipes up and says, "Um, they're so full of crap with downloads and other stuff that they're slower. And you have to wait in line for one. Then you have a 1 hour time limit."

"I don't think so, but whatever-", says the 13-year-old know-it-all.

Who then returns to the conversation with his girlfriend and says, "I can't go." And when she must have asked why, he says, "I don't know. Something about I'm on one that's better and I don't need to go."

Yep, still brain dead. And at 13, it'll be a few years before the fog lifts.

God save us all! :)