Happy Slapping...I know, it Sounds Funny

I guess we all kind of know what the practice of happy slapping entails, maybe we have never given it a name. Or maybe what we know as happy slapping has taken to new heights with all the video recording and sending to other people. My friends and I used to have a similar practice to this called "The Clap" (no, not the venerial disease although that connection just made itself apparent in my mind). In high school we would sneak up behind each other keeping a distance of about 7 feet. Then when the time was right (which is where half of the real artistry came in) we would sprint up to the person in front of us and jump in the air, clap loudly (its like the rattle of a snake before it strikes), and come crashing down on the intended target (this part of the stunt is where the second half of the freestyle came in. Jump height and angle were totally left up to you as well as the loudness of the clap). Obviously the target would either go flying foward and fall, or go straight to the ground with us on top of them. It was truly a hysterical thing to watch and to do, terrible to be on the receiving end of one. Unlike these fools we didn't videotape it and send it to all our friends (probably cause we couldn't), we didn't laugh if someone was truly hurt, and we certainly only kept it to certain groups of our friends, not strangers. The critics in this article call this glorified bullying and I tend to agree. Instead of bitching though I might get some of my friends together and find the crew that happy slapped me and beat the everliving crap out of them. Sure, two wrongs don't make a right but it is sure to make you feel better. Retaliation is a danger with this method, but what's life without a little bit of danger. When we clapped on people (the clapper) we always feared becoming the clappee (the one who received the clap). It was a fact that if you were around you would eventually get clapped on and clap on someone else. It was mostly fun until an unfortunate day in the upper west side where an awful clap occurred. There were tears, yelling and red faced asians. I think that was the beginning of the end for the clap because we could see where this was going. Thank God we were intelligent, or we could have ended up in an article like this one.

Here's something totally off of the above topic. I am not a big conspiracy nut. I believe that there are things that authority figures do not want us to know, and that there might be some coverups sometimes. Alien abductions? Maybe but probably not. Gov't caused 9-11 and no plane crashed into the pentagon? Could be true, never really know. A conspiracy I have rarely ever given thought to however is starting to get me to believe in it, with the help of a few articles I have read recently. The first has some info on the difficulties associated with sending a return flight to the moon, for man to walk on the moon once again. The second talks of a spacecraft that crashed into a satellite it was supposed to dock with. Considering our current ineptness when it comes to space travel, how probable is it that we launched a successful journey to the moon and back in 1969, almost 40 years ago? I am not saying it's impossible, but it is highly unlikely. If you sat someone down that did not take the moon landing as fact, and was presented the information we have today about space travel and it's many difficulties then was told that we landed there in 1969, the person would call bullshit. I don't know, just food for thought I guess.

Do you think that's the moon your standing on? Do you really think that's air your breathing?