Okay. I am crazy about zombies. Ever since I seen the orignal Dawn of the Dead 6 years ago, to the first time I've ever played the Resident Evil series. I have dreamt of them, wrote about them, drawn about them, heck! Me and Argus have even had full flegged conversastions about what we'd do if zombies came to our city, school, or world. And now I am being told I can be accused of Terrorist Threatening Charge if I write about them.
I. Am. Pissed.
A eighteen year old high school student, from Kentucky, was arrested Tuesday for making "Terrorist Threats", by writing a story for his English class about zombies overtaking his school. His grandparents found it and turned it into police.
He swears up and down that it was a work of fiction, but the police say, "Anytime you make any threat or possess matter involving a school or function it's a felony in the state of Kentucky."
Bull crap.
It's. Fucking. Art.
I've made a lot of stories of zombies overtaking my school. If I ever get accused of this stuff I don't know what I'll do. Kill myself or something.
You can read about it more over here.
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Let's all pray for this kid. I am.
Devious Comments
Let's pray for less dumb people!
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greetings ~geronimo89
"Those who would give up essential Liberty, to purchase a little temporary Safety, deserve neither Liberty nor Safety"
Benjamin Franklin
How can writing a story about SOMETHING THAT COULD NOT HAPPEN be seen as a terrorist threat? What the hell are they expecting him to do? Reanimate corpses from the local cemetery and train them to use guns and go hunt down the mayor?
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Thanks for posting this. Those who don't speak out are a part of the crime.
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Why in the world would his grandparents turn him in is the most confusing part of this.
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Someone didn't like their grandson very much
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